You call this a black hand?

"photo?"

After hearing this, Juliana thought for a while and said: "There is magic that can draw quickly. Once painted, it will be no different from a photo."

"Can this kind of painting be moved?"

"move?"

"Like these photos in the newspaper."

"That's impossible."

Juliana denied it without hesitation, and then asked strangely, "Where did you hear about this?"

Of course I saw it.

Mellen thought.

This was because he was thinking about copying the book, and he remembered the photos the nun had sent him before.

There is no such situation in the inherited memory. Mellen initially thought that this might be the Potions Professor he inherited, and he fell behind because he was an ancient person.

But now, even Juliana said this, it was obvious that the problem lay with the nun.

However, if the communication method of the Book of Secrets can really send pictures or even activate pictures, there are so many people in the wizarding world, so it is impossible that related theories do not exist, right?

If it really does not exist, it should be because the "hardware" of the Book of Secrets does not support such a function.

In this case, how did the nun do it?

I can't understand this, and it's not easy to ask questions about this kind of thing.

After thinking for a while, I even thought about possession techniques, but I couldn't find any convenient way to solve the current trouble.

Mellen had no choice but to use a stupid method - using the map's call function to read it to Juliana.

In other words, he was discussing with the other party while reading.

Then a result was obtained.

That is, the so-called special cultivation method is actually based on the path of the wizard, mixed with the power of religious belief.

"What a normal wizard focuses on during his apprenticeship is the ladder leading to the second level."

After discovering she couldn't get into her suitcase, Juliana had already gone to "work."

However, when Meren, who was in the suitcase, turned on the call ability, the two parties seemed to be communicating face to face, and there was no obstacle to communication.

"But this method condenses a symbol similar to that of a god. It has the properties of a ladder, but it can also absorb the power of faith."

"Have you noticed any hidden dangers here?"

"Not yet, but I can't rule out——"

There was a pause as she spoke, and then there was a burst of conversation with other people.

"Don't ask me about the ranking of freshmen. Professor Doreen has already prepared the draft. You go to her."

"I've already contacted her just now. She said she needs to hear your opinion first..."

"My opinion is that I have no opinion."

"this……"

"What is this? It feels hard to say, so just tell her exactly what you said."

"Okay, okay..."

Mellen said nothing during this period.

It wasn't until there was a dry cough from the other side that he continued: "I took a closer look. The most important thing is actually the so-called heir badge that needs to be condensed during this apprenticeship. It seems to show different characteristics depending on the cultivator.

.”

"To be precise, it is based on the memory of the cultivator and the beliefs condensed in him."

Juliana responded: "This level of practice does not involve the fundamental soul of the wizard, even if it is mixed with some theological meditation techniques."

"So, the requirement to save no less than five hundred people during the trial is actually a cultivation condition?"

"I think so."

The inherited memory of the Potions Professor makes Melen more than just a simple wizard apprentice, but compared to Juliana, he is a bit unsatisfactory.

Because in the final analysis, the professor is just a wizard with a status of 9, who is still in the ranks of high-level wizards, and is not a top-notch person.

But this can at least make the communication between the two parties very smooth, so that Melen will not be able to understand what the other party says.

The intermittent discussion lasted all morning, until he heard the sound of people going to have lunch before lunch break from the other side, and he stopped this behavior appropriately.

"I need to do some preparations before school starts in the afternoon."

On her way to dinner with her colleagues, Juliana whispered to Mellen: "Are you free tonight?"

"The teacher is teaching me something special at night."

"What's special?"

"She didn't let me say..."

"Okay, let's make another appointment. Anyway, you don't need to officially start practicing yet."

After saying this without seeming to mind, Juliana changed the subject.

"By the way, don't choose the wrong branch tomorrow."

She said meaningfully: "If you choose another college, you won't be able to enjoy the treatment of a vice president personally tutoring you..."

These words were obviously meant to be fishy. Mellen curled his lips and said, "I just want to know, when will this deputy dean teach me how to bark like a dog?"

"Children think so beautifully."

The voice on the other side lowered his voice, "Do you still want to listen in the vice dean's office?"

"Of course not."

"Don't want to hear it? Then what do you want to do?"

Meren raised his eyebrows when he heard this, feeling a surge of anger rising, so he snorted angrily and closed the call directly.

This was obviously a trap for him, and the purpose was of course to lure him to Oak Academy.

But to be honest, he was really moved by this.

This is of course not for such an unseemly reason, but for future considerations.

Fort St. Grant is divided into three major colleges, Oak, Dragon, and Astrology.

The directions for training students are also different.

According to Mellen’s understanding, Oak College’s main focus is not destructive, but rather knowledge and creation.

To put it bluntly, it is "scientific research".

Considering that he already has a destructive career as a hunter, it is really suitable for Mellen to enter Oak Academy...

"I've been delayed on something, and I might not be able to officially arrive at school until evening."

After cutting off the call with Juliana, Mellen found a message from Mrs. Chelsea.

"But I saw that Alyssa was not used to being with too many strangers, so I gave her your current address."

"She should come find you later."

Mellen was speechless when he saw this.

The teacher used to be very careful with him and Alyssa, for fear that something would happen to the two young people.

So careless right now.

Does she think that after having a relationship with herself, everything in this regard is already foolproof?

"She clearly underestimated the extent of her daughter's perversion."

After whispering like this, Meren unconsciously felt a sense of vigilance.

But what surprised him was that when the blond girl came to him, he was not the calm and composed sub-personality he had seen on the airship before.

On the contrary, it is her nature.

There is even a certain part of this nature that is inexplicably a lot more serious.

As soon as Melen opened the door and saw the other person clearly, the other person suddenly blushed, then lowered his head and stammered: "Can I, can I stay with you, Melen?"

She seems a little nervous?

Mellen was very surprised when he saw this, and then he thought that the person in the Book of Secrets said that he had something to tell him.

After giving way and gesturing for the girl to enter the room, he then asked: "Why don't you act like you did before?"

When talking about things, it’s better to use that persona who doesn’t know how to write shy, right?

What can I say about this situation?

"I, I think, you might not like them very much, so, so..."

The blond girl replied in a hushed voice, seeming to become more and more nervous as she spoke. She stood not far from the door with her head lowered and her hands tied. Her face that should have been white and tender was now as red as if it had been cooked.

"So you have something to tell me? You've mentioned this before."

Mellen's voice became softer unconsciously, "Come on, what's the matter? I'm listening."

He actually had no dislike for the person in front of him. Although he had been threatened, it was hard to tell whether it was a threat or a benefit.

It was just that the perverted sub-personality of the other party was trying to push the envelope, so he never gave him a good look.

But now, since she is no longer perverted, Meren certainly won't keep a straight face.

This seemed to give the blond girl more courage, making her voice smoother, but she still stood there with her head lowered, holding the corners of her clothes with her fingers, as if she didn't dare to look at Meren.

"I, I hope you can give me a chance..."

"what chance?"

"Can you, can you date me during school?"

The blonde girl mustered up her courage and whispered:

"Then, if you feel that I am not suitable after graduation, then I will, I will no longer, no longer hate you..."