Hunting High School

It's ten o'clock on Tuesday morning.

The classroom in 1001, East Attachment of the Main Building, was quiet.

All the students sat quietly in their own seats, carefully looking at the thin divination professor on the podium from the corner of their eyes.

Although this is not the first time that students in Tianwen Class 08-1 have been deducted credits by the teacher in class.

But this is the publicly funded student of Class 08-1 of Astronomy, and it is the first time that the professor has deducted points in class.

Professor Yi's simple sentence broke a certain layer of mysterious aura that shrouded public fee students.

This surprised many people.

You must know that in Jiuyou College, which focuses on test scores, professors always give preferential treatment in one way or another to students with excellent grades-everyone takes it for granted, and almost no one thinks it is a form of discrimination.

And now, the professor uses his powers to make a powerful note about his authority in the classroom.

Zheng Qing buried his head in the textbook, trying to reduce the sense of own existence.

If it wasn't for the ban on students wearing hoods in the classroom, he even wanted to cover his entire head tightly.

He bet Own's ears were so red they were about to smoke.

Professor Yi seems very satisfied with the degree of control he has over classroom discipline.

He cleared his throat, took a sip of tea, and gave the elf janitor a thumbs up in satisfaction.

"Before you continue to learn more about the divination system, you still have a little preparation to do."

Professor Yi flipped through the lecture notes, tapped the button on the desk with his fingers, and attracted everyone's attention.

Zheng Qing lowered his head and didn't look up.

He made up his mind that from now on, he would never speak in Professor Yi Jiazi's class again.

Do not answer questions.

No more doubts.

He grabbed the pen ferociously, gnashed his teeth and took notes, every word in his hand was soaked with his anger, and the strength of each stroke could poke seven or eight holes in the 'big horse monkey' on the podium.

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"Before you try to use magic to grab other people's information, you need to consider the backlash of the river of fate in advance. After all, every wave in that river represents the most brilliant brilliance of a life."

"No one can casually desecrate this brilliance."

"If we say that before the official establishment of the First University, the disciplines such as potions, runes, talismans, alchemy, etc., which have been accumulated through experience, have developed to a certain extent, then the prophecy magic, which is in stark contrast to it, still remains in the ancient world. In the era of chaos, wizards can only rely on Talent and intuition to peek into the details of fate."

"The only obstacle that prevents the development of this discipline is God's punishment."

"... I saw a great earthquake again. The sun turned black like sackcloth, and the full moon turned red like blood. The stars of the sky fell to the earth like unripe fruit from a fig tree when it is shaken by a strong wind. The sky was moved like a scroll being rolled away. Roll up. Mountains and islands have been moved away from their original positions..."

This terrifying description made everyone restless. Although the power of divination is very objective, it makes no sense to offend the ubiquitous Gaia for those invisible and intangible things.

Professor Yi changed the topic, and his tone became much lighter:

"Fortunately, your Life is in the new century."

"After the establishment of the First University, countless great wizards put aside their past suspicions, exchanged ideas with each other, and successfully obtained the 'Key of David', unlocking the shackles of fate stuck around the wizard's neck, breaking through the ancient fog."

"That which is holy and true holds the key of David, and when it is opened no one can shut it, and when it is shut no one can open it."

He said the last sentence so cheerfully that Zheng Qing couldn't help raising his head to look at this 'little old man'.

More people stretched their necks, trying to see clearly what the 'Key of David' Professor Yi was holding.

"This is the 'key'."

Professor Yi raised his hand high, holding a polished wooden bead between his fingers.

"This key is mine."

"Everyone should look for the key that really suits their own heart... Everyone is bound by the shackles of fate. The chains around your neck cannot be opened with just a single key."

"Someone may ask, how to use this key?"

Professor Yi opened his eyes wide, his questioning gaze swept over everyone's faces, and finally pointed to Liu Feifei who was sitting in the middle of the first row of the classroom.

"Medium, professor." The chief student of Jiuyou College explained in a soft voice: "When using magic to extract other people's information, some medium of the person to be divined is needed. Such as hair, clothes and other items that contain the breath of the host , of course, the most important medium is blood. And these 'keys' are the tools used to carry the medium."

"It's perfect." The professor nodded in satisfaction, and swung the withered yellow bamboo whip vigorously in his hand, making the air whirr: "One point for Liu Feifei...you deserve it."

The female chief student sat down shyly.

Zheng Qing's mood became more and more depressed.

"As Liu Feifei just mentioned, only by finding your own 'key' can you avoid the scourge of God, and correctly describe the information contained in those media through magic."

"So where's the key?"

"Keys are everywhere."

"The 'key' you use in divination can be anything in this world."

"Such as a blackened bone, a dead leaf, a flower, even a piece of cotton thread, a piece of broken porcelain, anything. I remember that there was once a great fortune-teller whose key was a ball of cow dung rolled out by a dung beetle. "

There were a few chuckles in the classroom, and then quickly disappeared under the professor's patrolling eyes.

Even Xin Fatty, who always liked to complain, pouted and looked at the professor solemnly, without the urge to speak at all.

Professor Yi nodded in satisfaction.

"Looking for the key that belongs to you... This is the first step in divination, and it is also the most difficult step."

"Because this world is so vast, who can find the object that suits their own wishes from the vastness of things? Some divination apprentices spend their entire lives unable to find the key that suits their abilities."

Many people showed embarrassed expressions.

For these college students whose lives are in the ivory tower, looking for the own key all over the world is as impossible as sifting a special grain of sand in the desert or extracting a special drop of water from the sea.

Not only is there no time, but there is also no ability.

"However, this is also your advantage!" Professor Yi raised his head and raised his eyebrows, as if he wanted everyone to remember this moment.

"Where is this place?"

"First University!"

"who I am?"

"Your divination professor!"

He was asking and answering himself, and the tail of the bamboo whip in his hand was pressed hard on the desk, making a 'dong dong' sound, and the bamboo tip trembled accordingly, looking very excited:

"As your professor!"

"As the professor of your divination class!"

"Knowing your names and giving you three divination lessons, if it's not enough to tell you something, it would be a shame to First University!"

Having said that, he put down the bamboo whip in his hand, picked up the water glass, and gulped a few gulps.

When the professor spoke again, he was no longer so excited, and his tone was much calmer:

"Just like my former divination teacher, I always take a simple look at the own students and do the math, not only to surprise you, but also to reassure us."

"Now... each of you takes turns to come to the podium, and I will tell everyone what your 'key' is."

Liu Feifei raised her hand high.

Almost poked Professor Yi in the face.

"Is there any problem?" The professor looked at her gently.

"I remember you said," the female chief stood up, and asked uneasily, "There is a backlash in divination...the textbook also writes that there are risks in unraveling, so you need to be careful in divination...you do divination for so many people." ,is it alright?"

The professor smiled moved and blew his nose vigorously.

"Oh, as I mentioned before, you have to be careful when touching the thread of fate." He shook his skinny fingers, his eyes sparkling: "But you also need to look at the object."

"If you try to peek at the dark imprint of our great old headmaster hidden in the river of fate, you will probably be killed by his unconscious backlash."

"However, if I, as a professor, simply look at what kind of substrate you will use in the next class, and give you a little reminder by the way, I will at most sneeze."

A few understatement words made everyone look at this harsh professor in awe.

Even Zheng Qing is no exception.

Under the sunlight, his short and thin figure seemed to grow much taller all of a sudden.