It wasn't until four hours later that Mo Jiaer condensed a drop of soul power, and the purity was a little worse than the soul power fused with the original soul power, and it could only rely on subsequent continuous condensation.

In this way, if Mo Jiaer condenses his soul power with all his might, he can condense up to 14 drops of soul power for a day without sleeping, and if he lets other ordinary third-level magicians know, it is estimated that he will cry and faint, and they will condense three drops all day long, which is considered the extreme, and the purity is not high.

When Mogar left the Chamber of Secrets and returned to his castle, Algernon brought a tailor-made black gown, and Mogar realized that he had been in a coma for three days, so he cleaned up his room a little and followed Algernon to Charlemagne.

It wasn't until two days later, on the last day of the year, that Lanchemann didn't show up, and Mogar, escorted by Sparky and Tice, returned to the academy for the entrance dinner of the new cadets, still sitting with Sakela and occasionally teasing Didley.

After dinner, Mogar returned to the No. 10 Annex, and the rush along the way made Mogar just want to lie on the bed and not move, say a few words to Isabel, and walk back to his room.

As soon as he entered, he noticed that the room was unusually tidy, and there was a faint fragrance, the strange thing was that Mo Jiaer was not disgusted, and felt that the fragrance was somewhat familiar, and the fragrance on the bed was even stronger, and he threw himself on the bed, smelling the fragrance, and his heart suddenly became very peaceful, and he soon fell asleep.

On the first day of the new semester, in the original freshman teaching room, the freshmen of the previous class gathered for the last time and announced the successful promotion of the students.

Amanda was the last to arrive, and as soon as he entered the door, the aura of a third-level magician permeated his body, and after he advanced, his soul index of up to 85 times swept through the entire classroom.

Except for the mentor Blaze who didn't seem to be aware, only Mojael was unaffected, the fists of the top ten talents were clenched, and the other students were even more unbearable, some of their heads were slowly lowered, and even the first place in the annual competition was slightly wrinkled, staring at Amanda with an expressionless face.

Although Mojia's soul index was not as high as Amanda's, or even worse, its pure soul power and terrifying amount could easily resist the oppression from Amanda.

It wasn't until Blaise coughed lightly that Amanda withdrew her breath and found a place to sit down, and Mojar turned her head to look at Bryze, who didn't look at Amanda from beginning to end, and kept her eyes fixed on a certain location outside the window.

Bryce made a final roll call, and then announced that everyone had successfully entered the ranks of the second-year students, and as soon as he finished speaking, the aura of seven third-level magicians exploded below: Edith Deloriz Carmen, who ranked first and second in talent, and Demps Frix, who ranked second and ninth in talent.

Yarman Bancroft, who ranked fifth in the annual competition and was also fifth in talent, Amanda Patrium Grant, who ranked sixth in the annual competition and first in talent, Sisya Badrona, who ranked tenth, and Igor Lev Vanya, who was from the Western Continent and was the first in the test half a year ago, and the last one turned out to be Demi Kersma, a trainee blacksmith from the village next door to Mojar, and Dom Blacksmith.

Except for Mogar, everyone handed in the fate card, and half an hour later, Blaise finished revising the information of 119 people, 112 officially became second-year students, and 7 officially became third-year students, and from this moment on, they will return to their respective academies.

Everyone left one after another, and in the corridor outside the classroom, Mojael called out to Blaize:

"Blaize... Mentor, please help me change my fate..."

"Yo, you came to me so soon, I thought you really had a personality to the point where you didn't even need to be promoted to a grade, huh. Blaise turned around and sneered.

"I'm going to be promoted to the third grade, and I think you've already seen what I'm capable of. ”

"Then why didn't you reveal it with them just now, wouldn't it be very rewarding!"

"Like that idiot? As soon as he comes, he will give people a leg up and let everyone know that he is awesome? ”

"Kato, it's okay to be low-key, but it's too hidden... No, the word 'low-key' doesn't exist in you, the 'villain' on the 'worst list'. ”

“......”

"Take it, it's better for you to keep a low profile, and don't give me a big incident!"

Blaise handed over the life card and turned away very simply, and Mogar pursed his lips and turned to leave.

He came to the third-year teaching area of the Drandred Branch, and after reconfirming the door number, he followed the crowd into the teaching room, and the first class of the new semester began.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy approached the figure and asked if he could sit next to him, and in an instant, Mo Jiaer stimulated his battle spirit, doubled his speed, rushed towards the boy, and easily passed the three students who were blocking the path.

"Let's let, let's let. ”

Before the boy was rejected, Mojar pushed him away and sat next to Xia Yi, the boy was caught off guard and took two or three steps back to the side before staggering to his feet.

The boy didn't see the face of the person who came clearly, he only saw the person who came and sat down directly, and he didn't want to run away directly, for fear that Xia Yi's anger would burn on him in the next moment.

Xia Yi heard the familiar voice, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but when he turned his head and saw Mo Jiaer's face, the smile disappeared instantly, and it was as cold as an iceberg, and his voice revealed a trace of coldness:

"Why are you here, you shouldn't be qualified to sit here!"

I don't know if it means that Mo Jia Er can only sit in the last row as a junior auditor, or if Mo Jia Er is not qualified to sit next to her.

"I missed you, so I came, I explained it to you clearly in the letter, but you didn't receive the letter?"

"You didn't do anything wrong, there's no need to explain it to me, and besides, I don't want to see you!"

"Why are you like this, you don't talk about it..."

.......

Two days later, in the underground magic practice room of the No. 10 Annex, Mo Jia Er was fighting with the six figures, without using auxiliary magic, Mo Jia Er only had to be beaten, even if he released the auxiliary magic, it was only the same as the six third-level puppets, and occasionally he would be exploited and hit him, but if the offensive magic was released, it would be difficult to say the result.

Mogar was repelled again, the magic bell at the gate of the courtyard was touched, he closed the puppet group, and sweated profusely and went directly to open the courtyard door, greeted by a challenge book, and two sixth-grade students.

The battle for the use of the new year is open again, starting on the third day after admission, for ten days, at least two challenges a day, at the entrance of the Twilight Annex, there are a total of five platforms, each presided over by five mentors, the lower grades can send challenges to the upper grades, but the upper grades cannot challenge the lower grades, no matter what the reason, the challenge cannot be refused.

The information of those students who have been promoted will be announced on the student bulletin board, and many old students will challenge the new students, resulting in Mo Jiaer also being challenged.

Because Mo Jiaer was locked up on the second day of the previous year's enrollment, and it was already three months later when he returned to the other hospital, he didn't have a chance to see the battle scene at all.