Who made you not earnestly create the world!

By the time Asa and Hyman left, it was already dark.

Cecil gave them a lantern and a heavy box, and said with a smile: "I have too many snacks here, you can take them back and give your roommates a taste."

Hearing this, Asa and Heyman were silent. Those who knew it knew that you were being polite, but those who didn't know thought you were showing off your wealth maliciously, Mr. Winters.

On the way back to the dormitory, Heyman finally couldn't help but said with lingering fear on his face: "What do you think Mr. Winters is thinking? He invited us to eat and was desperately cliche. Could it be that Yaer really offended him somewhere? him?"

Thinking of the instructor in the light blue robe who always inadvertently set up traps when teaching them magic, Asa was also afraid for a while: "Fortunately, Jal doesn't tell us much about him, otherwise..."

Heyman and Asa looked at each other, and couldn't help shivering.

The young man in the light blue robe was lost in thought as he stared at the pile of empty plates and food scraps on the table: It seems that the two human cubs were not born in a simple way. Really don't know?Well, let's get in touch first.

Back in the dormitory, Jager almost cried with anxiety when he saw Asa and Heyman come back. The blond boy sitting on the sofa also raised his head from the book: "You came back from Mentor Winters?"

Heyman was taken aback: "How do you know?"

"Jage saw that you and Asa didn't come back so late, so I went to inquire everywhere." The blond boy lowered his head to read his book again, and said casually: "Jage was so anxious that he almost ran to Mentor Winters to look for you. "

"Have you had dinner yet? This is a snack from Mentor Winters. It's delicious!" Asa excitedly put the box on the table and opened it. The small box was filled with various beautiful candy snacks. It is full, and the sweet smell hits the nostrils, making the mouth water.

The blond boy who smelled the fragrance looked up from the book again, unceremoniously took a cookie out of the box, and stuffed it into his mouth with confidence after looking at it for a while, and then...

"The taste is average, but it's too greasy." The blond boy wiped his hands with a handkerchief, a little dissatisfied.

The three teenagers looked at the empty box, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

The taste is just average. You still eat so much? !

Hyman wanted to make a pot of tea to relieve the blond boy's boredom, but the blond boy refused, and he would rather drink plain water than drink the unpalatable tea made from inferior tea leaves.

"Mr. Winters asked you to come over to ask about me, right?" The blond boy put the book aside and asked with certainty.

Heyman nodded, and Asa rarely frowned and asked, "Yar, what happened to you and Mentor Winters? Did you know each other before?"

The blond boy said lightly: "Usually you don't need to be afraid of him, just treat him as before, but don't get too close to him."

"Is there a problem with Winters' status as a mentor?" Asa became nervous now.

"Don't worry, he has a good personality, so he won't do anything to you." The blond boy pondered for a while, "It's best to ask him if you don't understand anything, as long as you don't get too close to him, there is no danger. If you encounter any danger, you can go to him, and he should not refuse."

The three teenagers looked at each other, and Heyman said worriedly: "Listen to you, you knew Mentor Winters before? Then, are Mentor Winters and you..."

"Knowing is knowing, but I'm avoiding him now, don't tell him about it." The blond boy took a sip of warm water from his cup, "Didn't I tell you before that I ran away from home? I don't want to be recognized, if I am recognized, then I can no longer stay in the academy."

Asa wailed: "Then you shouldn't tell us that you knew Mentor Winters before, you just need to keep it from us! Do you know how clichéd Mentor Winters is?!"

Hyman nodded with sympathy.

"Don't worry, he won't be able to tell you anything." The blond boy took the book that was thrown aside and turned to the page he saw before and said slowly, "Asa, think about what happened when we first met. "

The faces of Asa and Jacob turned blue instantly, and Hyman was puzzled.

And the blond boy thought a little regretfully, it would be too embarrassing to meet each other for food, so forget it.

Speaking of which, those sweets and snacks are still good, if there are any, why don't you quietly "ask" for some?He is really fed up with the bread that is not soft enough, the thick soup that is greasy and disgusting, and the meat steak that tastes bland and smells fishy!

Since the library incident, the blond boy has often been bathed in malicious eyes when walking around the campus.

It may be that Mentor Winters explained it, so after so long, no one came forward to trouble him.

The blond boy felt a little regretful, he really wanted to find someone to practice his hands with, the life was too leisurely, it was a bit boring, and his bones were almost rusted.

"Mr. Enos, do we have to learn these theoretical knowledge all year long?" During class, a student in the class wailed, "Students from the Ministry of Magic started to learn first-order magic a month ago, and our Alchemy Department But still reading, reading, and writing notes! We also want to learn magic!"

Enos tapped the student's head with his fingers, and said helplessly and pamperingly: "If you want to be an alchemist, you have to lay a solid theoretical foundation. How about drawing scrolls, mixing potions, and making magic machines? ?And you are alchemists, not magicians, and you are not majoring in magic. What can you compare to the Ministry of Magic? The students of the Ministry of Magic spend at least one-third of their time in meditation every day. Their lives are much more boring than yours. What about you? It would be nice to spend one-fifth of it on meditation!"

"But we also have magical talents, it's normal to learn a few magics."

"That's right, didn't that alchemist learn a few magic spells?"

"Mr. Enos, it's boring to learn theoretical knowledge every day, why don't you teach us magic."

"Mr. Enos, if our Alchemy Department fights with the Ministry of Magic one day, and we don't know half of magic, why won't we be bullied to death by the Ministry of Magic?"

"Instructor Enos..."

Facing the coquettish complaints from the students, the nanny-type youth quickly surrendered: "Okay, okay, I've convinced you, then I'll teach each of you a first-order magic first."

The students immediately cheered.

With his back to the students, Enos wrote four rows of words under the blackboard, and then said: "The first row is the spell of the fire system, which is the spell of the fireball technique; the second row is the spell of the wind system, and the spell is called floating; The third row is the water polo spell; the fourth row is the earth wall spell, please copy down these four spells."

The students looked at the large area of ​​words on the blackboard with embarrassment, unable to write for a long time.

Enos said with a smile: "First-level magic has the shortest spells among all magics, and the spells will be longer with each level. Alright, students, copy them quickly, and wait for the instructor to teach you how to read the spells."

After the students finished copying, Enos said with a smile: "The sound of the mantra is not allowed to be interrupted when casting the spell, let alone mistakes. Will something happen?"

Students: "..." Teacher, is it really okay for you to threaten us like this? !

"There was once a student in the college who liked magic very much, so he began to learn magic by himself behind the teacher's back. As a result, he made a mistake in the way of chanting the incantation in the middle of the mantra, so he suffered the magic backlash, and the magic power in his whole body was completely destroyed. You can't learn magic and alchemy anymore."

The students who originally planned to learn magic in private turned pale and trembled.

"There was once a student who recited the wrong mantra because he was not careful in reciting the mantra. As a result, half of his body was blown up and he almost died."

The students who didn't study hard at first swallowed their saliva and broke out in a cold sweat.

The gentle and friendly Enos instructor still smiled: "So students, don't learn magic without the guidance of the instructor. Be more careful when reciting spells. Don't recite them by mistake, or use them without memorizing them well." Magic, you know?"

The students nodded in horror.

Only the mouth corners of the blond boy sitting in the corner twitched slightly.

"Very good, everyone is a good boy. Now the instructor is teaching you to recite these spells. When you go back today, everyone should memorize the spells that match your magical talent. Tomorrow, the instructor will come to conduct random checks. Students who don't know how to recite spells cannot learn magic."

"--Yes."

During the lunch break, the blond boy went to the cafeteria and ate a few white breads before heading to the library. When he was standing in front of the bookshelf with a few books in his arms, searching for books, a warm voice sounded: "Are you looking for this book?" book?"

The blond boy turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw the gentle young man in the light blue robe standing there smiling at him, holding the "Encyclopedia of First Order Magic" he was looking for in his hand.

The blond-haired boy narrowed his eyes slightly, but soon his expression turned indifferent: "I was indeed looking for this book, but I don't need it now."

After finishing speaking, he walked around the young man in the light blue robe and left.

The lips of the young man in the light blue robe moved, and in the end he just silently watched the blond boy leave.

Back in the dormitory room for a lunch break, Heyman knocked on the door. When the blond boy saw the "First Order Magic Encyclopedia" in Heyman's hand, he felt a little powerless.

Heyman didn't notice the blond boy's strangeness, so he put the book on the blond boy's desk and said, "Mr. Winters gave it to me when I came back just now, saying that you just need this book and let me bring it for you. "

The blond boy said lightly: "Well, let it go."

Heyman sat on the blond boy's clothes and said excitedly: "By the way, Teacher Winters also said that your class is planning to learn first-order magic. Let me tell you the tricks of reciting spells."

"And there's..."

The blond boy said blankly, "That's enough, either shut up and get out, or stay and clean my room. My room just happened to be messy and needs to be tidied up."

Hyman immediately crawled and rolled out.

After taking a deep breath, the blond boy calmed down and began to read.

But the next day, when he saw the gentle young man in light blue robes standing on the podium with Enos, the blond boy cut off the quill in his hand expressionlessly.

Really, really—the haunting!

Enos smiled and said amidst the excited discussion of the students: "Okay, okay, I know everyone is very happy to see our handsome Mentor Winters, but please be quiet."

The young man in the light blue robe coughed, his gentle and handsome face flushed with embarrassment: "Enos!"

Enos smiled and blinked at the young man in the light blue robe, and then said to the quiet students: "I think there is no classmate who doesn't know our mentor Winters, so I won't introduce it. Yours After all, the class tutor is not an orthodox magician, so he may not be so professional in teaching and supervising everyone's spellcasting, so the tutor invited Mr. Winters, are the students happy?"

"—Happy!" The students almost screamed and answered, which shows how popular this mentor Winters is among the students.

Enos and Cecil looked at each other, and Cecil stepped forward and said with a gentle smile, "Have all the students memorized the spell?"

After the students answered in the affirmative, Cecil said again: "Then, please stand up one by one and recite it to the students, me, and Instructor Enos?"

When the students were reciting, Cecil gently pointed out the mistakes one by one, and helped them adjust, and praised them well.

When it was the turn of the blond boy, the blond boy stood up slowly. He used the water magic talent in the test.

The cold voice chanted softly: "Gabriel, the noble angel of water, please listen to my call; water elemental spirits, please listen to my order and gather for me; please guide my soul and use my magic power as a sacrifice." Goods, dance with my will..."

The young man in the light blue robe was engrossed in the cold voice. After the blond boy sat down after reciting, Enos patted him on the shoulder before regaining his senses and said with a smile: "Student Fidel recited very well. .”

The blond boy met the eyes of the young man in the light blue robe without avoiding it, and said lightly, "Thank you, Teacher Winters, for your compliment."

After all, it was class time, the young man in the light blue robe could only suppress his impatience, smiled and said, "The next classmate."

After confirming that all the students had recited the spell correctly, the two instructors brought the students to the playground of the Alchemy Department.

The young man in the light blue robe explained to the students the methods and precautions for using magic. The gentle young man's voice was pleasant to hear, and the originally boring and serious lessons were taught in a humorous, relaxed and simple way.

Almost all students fell in love with this Winters tutor.

Enos touched his nose, then covered his face and cried exaggeratedly: "Hey, since I knew Cecil, you would not like me, and you would dislike me! If I had known, I wouldn't have taken Cecil with me. coming!"

The black line of the students, a classmate said helplessly: "Mr. Enos, please don't pretend to cry, do you know that a big man looks so ugly?"

"You really despise me!" Enos continued to cry cutely.

The students couldn't laugh or cry, and then went up one by one to "comfort" their class tutors.

Seeing the blond boy standing alone and watching the interaction between the students and the tutor indifferently, the young man in the light blue robe couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "Aren't you going to comfort your class tutor?"

The blond boy glanced at him, and said in a flat tone: "There are so many classmates who are comforting you, I'm not too many."

Cecil finally understood why this young man was so unpopular with his classmates. He said softly, "But those classmates are not you. Maybe Mentor Enos is waiting for your comfort?"

The blond boy glanced at him again, but didn't speak, or was too lazy to speak.

The young man in the light blue robe slightly pursed his lips, and whispered in the ancient Celestial Language: "Father God..."

As if he didn't hear anything, the blond boy looked indifferently at the mentor and classmates in front of him who were mingling together.

Suppressing the turbulent thoughts, the young man in the light blue robe lowered his eyes and was silent for a long time before walking towards the group of students and tutors and smilingly said, "Stop making trouble, let's continue the class."

The two instructors guided the students to cast spells one by one. Some students succeeded in just one attempt, while others failed after seven or eight attempts. The two instructors gathered the students who failed to cast spells and taught them slowly and carefully.

The successful students let them practice more on their own.

Of course it was a success. The blond boy poked the summoned water polo expressionlessly, wondering if he should find a place to try using advanced magic.

At this moment, a classmate was playing with the fireball in his hand. When he saw a blond boy standing there alone playing water polo, he suddenly thought of something. Another malicious smile.

The blond boy who was still playing with the water polo suddenly turned cold. When he looked up, he saw several water polos coming towards him. He was about to avoid it when he noticed a few more than ten centimeters high balls standing around his feet. Dirt walls, it's easy to trip over if you move your feet a little.

The blond boy narrowed his eyes slightly, and the coldness in his eyes was even worse. He was about to mobilize the water elemental spirit to cast a water curtain to block him when a wall of wind blocked him, and all the attacking water balls hit the wall and fell to the ground. Make puddles of water.

The young man in the light blue robe took off his smile. He looked at the students with a slightly cold expression, and his gentle voice became cold: "Who allowed you to attack him?!"

The author has something to say:

There is something going on in the [-]D recently, and Jinjiang is also having a lot of convulsions. The time for posting the main text may be a little later, please forgive me, girls.