Monster Hunting High School

"What is a magic spell?"

Professor Yao stood on the podium and repeated this question again.

Under the podium, the students held quill pens, pressed notebooks, raised their heads and looked at the professor eagerly, as if they were ready to copy the book at any time. This made Lao Yao a little disappointed.

"Originally, this was a question you asked me in the first Charms class," he turned over the handout in his hand, the pages clattering between his fingers: "But unfortunately, throughout the semester, you Learned a bunch of new spells, but no one talked to me about it in or out of class.”

"no one!"

The students lowered their heads to express their shame - of course, this was just a gesture of apology. In fact, not many people sincerely repented. Everyone just followed the professor's wishes and meant what they meant.

Lao Yao would not dwell on this kind of question for too long. Seeing that no one answered, he explained directly:

"Magic spells are a way of 'expressing' multi-disciplinary knowledge such as talismans, magic texts, divination, pharmacology and other disciplines through fixed arrangements and structural formulas. Of course, this is the definition after the popularity of Dimensionalism."

As he spoke, the piece of chalk that was originally floating on the back of his head began to twist happily on the blackboard again, creaking, and a series of beautiful cursive characters were left on the blackboard. A star was added in front of the entire definition. No., indicating that this is important.

In the hall, the young wizards who were bowing their heads in repentance a few seconds ago have already grasped their quills and copied with great joy.

"...Since it is mixed with many other magic disciplines, it means that magic is not just copying spells and reciting spells. We have to see the essence of magic through phenomena."

"What is the nature of the curse?"

"If we say that talismans are wizards' analysis of the origin of the world; magic literature is wizards' analysis of wisdom and consciousness; divination is wizards' analysis of dimensions and time... then from these perspectives, magic studies , which is the application method that integrates many of the above analysis contents.”

"In other words, behind every magic spell and every spell, there is the essence of many magical disciplines such as talismanology, magic literature, divination, pharmacology, alchemy, etc. It interacts with other disciplines. conditions and complement each other.”

"For example, everyone knows the physical formulas - such as the formula for calculating friction f =μn??"

Having said this, Professor Yao paused for a moment and glanced at the many students in the classroom.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Zheng Qing is no exception.

Although it is a bit strange to mention the friction calculation formula in a wizarding college's Charms classroom, to most knowledgeable wizards, this is not a strange thing.

In fact, many of the explosive discoveries and inventions that have appeared in modern Baiding society were selectively spread by the Wizards' Alliance. Physical formulas such as calculation formulas for friction and mass-energy equations are all part of alchemy.

Professor Yao nodded with satisfaction and continued: "For example, the relationship between magic and other subjects is like the relationship between the friction formula and pulleys and bearings; at a larger level, it can also be understood as mass. The relationship between energy formulas and nuclear weapons.”

"If subjects such as talismans and pharmacology study basic physical formulas, then magic spells are convenient tools created based on physical formulas, including but not limited to pulleys, rifles, nuclear bombs, and timers."

"It's just that in Baiding's world, there is still a long practical distance between 'reason' and 'purpose'. In the wizard's world, there is only a book of law between 'reason' and 'purpose'... A little earlier At that time, it was separated by a staff."

"This is probably the charm of magic."

…

Throughout the class, Professor Yao was explaining the basic principles of magic spells to the students.

Blackboard after blackboard was copied, and even the school elves responsible for erasing the blackboard were very busy - usually in class, they would sit on the protruding part of the edge of the blackboard, smiling and watching the students learn magic, and occasionally giving Lao Yao handed over tea, but for most of today's class, they were flying around in front of the blackboard, wiping the blackboard, dealing with the chalk heads that fell to the ground from time to time, and the dust that spread in the front of the classroom.

Zheng Qingchao's wrists were sore. Under his busy schedule, he had unknowingly forgotten last night's 'Satogua Incident' - he originally planned to discuss it with his companions at noon.

But until the bell rang and Lao Yao left the classroom, he didn't remember it.

Just when Zheng Qing was packing up his books, frowning and thinking hard, feeling that he had forgotten something important, a pleasant voice sounded in his ears:

"Are you recalling what the professor taught in class?"

Elena held the textbook, tilted her head, and appeared next to Zheng Qing, looking at him curiously.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath, and the thoughts that had been racking his brain suddenly went away. In the flash of lightning, he didn't know which two nerves were connected wrongly, and he suddenly realized something else.

"Let me just say... I always feel that something is wrong when I see you this semester." The young wizard observed the Gypsy Witch carefully and did not answer her question. Instead, he asked: "Did you change your perfume? It smells good." It seems different from before.”

Elena blinked and raised the corners of her mouth slightly:

"Why is it different?"

Zheng Qing's face wrinkled up.

"Well, it used to feel very fragrant...a rich fragrance." He looked blankly, capturing the remaining impressions in his mind, and slowly compared it: "But now it has a refreshing fragrance...well, it is a very light fragrance."

Elena looked at him with crooked eyebrows: "Then do you think it's me who smells better now, or me who smelled better before?"

This is a scoring question.

"It smells equally good." Zheng Qing's expression changed, and he said righteously: "Any perfume paired with you will smell equally good."

Elena smiled even more happily.

Behind the witch, Fatty Xin, who had packed his things and was about to leave the classroom, turned his head when he heard Zheng Qing's answer, bared his teeth, stuck out his tongue, and made an expression of retching forcefully.

Zheng Qing pretended not to see the fat man causing trouble.

"Did you sleep soundly in class?" He changed the topic and teased the gypsy witch: "Would you like me to draw some sleeping symbols or silence symbols for you? This can perfectly isolate the noise in the classroom."

Elena's earlobes turned red.

"call out!"

She shook her hand and threw a note, hitting the wizard: "Professor Monteria asked you to go to his laboratory at one o'clock on Saturday afternoon... This is what one of my seniors asked me to deliver to you."

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