The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

The bearded master ate his mouth full of greasy food, and with his round belly, Shi Shiran left the classroom. Half of the four dishes and one soup prepared by Linde went into this guy's stomach, and half of the other half fell into Millicent's stomach.

The first class in the afternoon is arranged in the discussion room, hosted by the oldest classroom in Caleros.

Linde followed Melina to the classroom. The short-haired girl put on a hood and walked in front, walking quietly, stepping on the scarlet carpet and the deep corridor. Most of the mages I met along the way also wore unreasonable hoods. There is no laughter, no play and slapstick along the way, serious, cold, dilapidated and desolate, this is Real Lucaria College.

An independent magic school in the war.

The discussion room is equivalent to a large classroom. Only the four most influential factions have the right to apply for teaching activities. The main function is to hold meetings and lectures, similar to the Hall of Elements in Winterhold College.

The three of Linde entered in a file. This was a wide hall with solid wooden tables and chairs lined up on both sides. Iron candlesticks stood between the desks. The pyroxene lamps and candlesticks hanging from the dome illuminated the room. The cool colors interweave with the warm colors of the flames, presenting a misty white light.

Everyone was almost holding their breath. In the discussion room, a needle could be heard. Standing at the door and looking out, there were six huge blackboards floating in the depths of the classroom. A mage wearing a Caleros hood was standing in front of the blackboard, writing quickly, chalk The clicking sound was clear to the ear, and sometimes the chalk was broken due to excessive force. The professor did not stop writing, and wrote the syllabus and calculation formulas without realizing it.

After entering the door, many mages first turned to the corner of the room on the right, or stroked their chests, or nodded their heads, as a courtesy.

Millicent turned around and saw a red wolf entrenched in the corner of the discussion room, and the mages of the academy were paying tribute to it.

The red wolf is the leader of the pack, standing more than eight feet tall at the shoulder, standing taller than a man, and covered in fiery hair, curly and smooth. Like the rune bears, they are the top hunters in the borderlands. At the same time, it also has a fairly high level of intelligence, can understand human language, and can learn to master magic.

This red wolf has an owner, and it is the husband-in-law of Queen Full Moon, the red-haired hero Ladagon. At the same time, it is also the guardian of the royal family and the mascot of the college. It is very popular. After all, who would not like a big dog listening behind the classroom?

When Linde visited the academy last time, he beat the dog by chance. The red wolf held a grudge very much. When he saw him, he stood up abruptly and grinned.

Millicent held down the long knife hanging from her waist, which was her physics staff. The female swordsman said very gently: "I have killed a few red wolves, they are indeed very smart beasts, and their fur keeps them warm."

The red wolf in Radagon was so angry that it was about to gnash its canine teeth, but noticed that Millicent's belt was made of red wolf fur, and immediately sat back obediently.

Lin De smiled: "Good dog, you know how to control the wind. It reminds me of an old friend. If I have a chance, I will introduce Ah Fu to you."

"Quiet." A mage passing by yelled in a low voice, "Go find a seat."

Some people say that the mages of the Academy of Magic have arrogance flowing in their veins. Arrogant people tend to believe in rules and see them as a necessity of life.

Lin De was choked by someone for breaking the tranquility of the classroom. He had nothing to say, so he honestly found a place to sit down.

The desks in the discussion room are very old, the varnish is peeling off, the wood grain is thick and black, Linde gently stroked the notch on the edge of the table, and the short sentences and cheat sheets written by the quill pen on the table are all left by the old students imprint.

He saw a sentence: What is the real appearance of the witch Selian under the hood? really curious...

The answer is attached: If you like it, go after it, don't be the god of war on the desk.

There is a comment below: Upstairs is a stupid ×, the witch Selian kills people without blinking an eye, don't believe her nonsense!

At the end there is such a sentence: Se Lian has been imprisoned, and the Sri Lankan has passed away. Don't miss the senior sister anymore. Let's see more girls.

Linde added: "Fire, theft, and brother."

There are many similar thoughts, and Linde can't stop laughing secretly. If these hooded mensao were given a public message board, they would probably be able to pour out 99+ messages in a few seconds.

Millicent noticed something interesting, and whispered to Linde, "Lin, none of the mages here wear the Lazli hood."

Linde nodded, "I guess it's an internal disagreement..."

Suddenly, a voice came from the podium, and the class started unexpectedly.

"Magic! It's the art of studying the stars. I know some of you think that the moon is the same as the stars. I don't want to refute such nonsense anymore. I don't want to hear any related discussions in class." Podium The professor on the Internet finally stopped writing. His vocal cords were obviously damaged, and his voice was low and vague, making it hard to distinguish.

The needle drop could still be heard in the discussion room, and the red wolf in the corner pricked up his ears and slowed down his breathing.

The professor looked around. Although he was wearing a hood, Linde could feel that the man's eyes stayed on him for a while.

"Pyroxene is the substance we can find, the closest to the stars. They have two essential properties. Mass-energy duality, that is, it can be converted into energy, and can also be condensed by energy. Spiritual resonance, that is, it will be in harmony with perception. Resonance forms the force and magic phenomenon. Because of the two attributes of pyroxene, every life with a soul can learn the magic of pyroxene.

"The first step in learning the magic of pyroxene is to perceive the frequency of pyroxene through meditation. Although each piece of pyroxene has a unique frequency, it is always within a general range. This range is the resonance band of pyroxene. The spiritual energy in the resonance zone can manipulate the magic power in the pyroxene, extract it, and transform it into various magical effects, or directly convert the spiritual power into the magic power of pyroxene.

"The comet-type magic created by Yazler, the origin mage, is the main direction of the Caleros classroom. We are committed to converting the energy of pyroxene into solid particles, which are called magic cobblestones. By launching magic cobblestones, they can cause damage to the enemy .Pyroxene magic gravel is the most basic spell and the starting point for magic exploration."

The professor tapped on the blackboard and pointed to a mathematical model with a simple structure, "This is the secret of pyroxene magic gravel. Mastering this string of numbers will open the door to magic. All comet-type magic originates from this simplest triangle. Model. It only consists of three structures, Moulder Shaping, Ejection, and Tracking. It is simple and controllable, and its power cannot be underestimated. This is a harmonious beauty.”

The professor raised the pyroxene staff in his hand, the large block of pyroxene on the head of the staff suddenly lit up, and then a dark blue-green rhombic crystal shot out from it, dragging a three-foot-long comet tail, flying out in the open area in the center of the hall At a distance of five meters, the magic boulders exhausted their energy and turned into comet tails, disappearing like sugar cubes dissolved in water.

Comet magic is so simple and unpretentious. What the Kaleros mages study is to launch magic cobbles, launch bigger magic cobbles, and launch giant fucking invincible magic cobbles. The origin of legendary magic, Comet Yazler, launched a thick torrent of magic power. It can be said that it has truly carried forward the simple values ​​of vigorously producing miracles.

After the professor finished his theoretical overview, he began to delve into the topic, discussing the compatibility of soul and pyroxene, the conversion rate of spiritual energy and magic power, etc., and went straight from the basic prenatal education to undergraduate higher education.

Millicent tried very hard to keep up with the professor's train of thought, but she couldn't understand what was on the blackboard after she just lowered her head to pick up the quill.

Linde gestured to her: I will teach you when get out of class is over.

"Freshman." The professor suddenly stopped lecturing, strode up to Linde, and said condescendingly, "Contempt for the classroom. I have the right to deprive you of the qualification to attend the lecture."

The sudden attack came like a storm.

Discuss indoor air as ice.