In November, the first batch of admission letters from the clock tower will be issued.

On the high tower, dressed in a moon-white silk robe, Principal Lin looked into the distance.

"Headmaster, how are we going to send a letter? Don't need an owl? ”

Hermione asked curiously, she was used to owl sending letters.

"No, of course not, what age are you now, always counting on owls to deliver things? That's going to be a waste of time. ”

"We ...... in a more convenient way"

As he spoke, he spread out the student roster, and with a touch of his right hand, an extra line of names appeared on it.

"These are all students who were booked earlier, they are either from chaebol backgrounds or children of high-ranking officials, and they have come here mainly to get magic."

"Of course, they have already paid for the tuition."

Hermione understood.

To build such a large campus, as well as to buy the land of the entire town, it is natural that some unjust people need to pay for it.

The Hogwarts Board of Trustees, too, donates a large amount of money to the school every year, otherwise the school would have collapsed long ago.

"These students who go through the back door, except for those who really study hard, everything else is negligible, and they will be dissuaded from the school anyway."

An Oriental man with glasses said next to him.

He had an oriental face, and seemed to have a bit of Western blood, and was a teacher who came in call.

"Kurolo, you're thinking about dissuading them before school starts? It seems that the young master of the consortium really offended you the day before yesterday? ”

"This is not good, as a teacher, you have to be high-spirited and lead by example, how can you do it with a small belly?"

"The students are still watching......"

Lin Zhengyang turned his head and joked with a smile.

"Don't call me Culolo, call me Cullorid, and besides, I'm not a small-bellied chicken intestine, I really don't like them."

Culorido smiled lightly, and wore a suit with an aristocratic temperament.

"If it's in my world, just these dumb kids, hum, don't deserve to be my students at all."

"That's Kulo, you are too demanding, not everyone is a genius, and a ten thousand years like your daughter may not be able to produce one."

Another teacher wearing a robe walked over, he was wearing a luxurious robe for the nobles of the Fuso Warring States period, purple clothes with black mysterious patterns, and some tiny five-pointed stars dotted with gold threads.

"It turned out to be Qingming, why don't you coax that witch girl, what are you doing here?"

The person who came was the legendary Great Onmyoji Qingming, who came from the other side of the world in response to the call.

"Kikyo she...... Lately, I've been avoiding me, saying that I've been disturbed by information when I cut off contact with my parallel world isotopes. I tried to persuade her, but she seemed a little unhappy. ”

Qingming was a little distressed, and Kikyo's mind was not so easy to guess.

"Women are trouble, so I'd rather be single until I die."

Culorrido is the quintessential bachelor, he is unmarried, although there are many women who are infatuated with him.

Hermione listened to the two teachers talking to each other, and in just a few words, they had changed the ancient Fusang dialect, the ancient Chinese Yayan, and the elven language of the gods, and felt that they were listening to the Book of Heaven, and they didn't understand a word.

"By the way, little girl, thank you for helping us locate here."

Qingming bent down, touched Hermione's head, and said with a smile.

"Teacher, what are you talking about?"

Qingming spoke the Yayan that was popular among the ministers during the Fuso Warring States period, which was the official language of China at that time.

At present, except for experts who study ancient Chinese, few people can understand it.

"I mean, the book is mine, and it's time to give it back to me."

Qingming changed her English, and this time Hermione understood.

"Teacher, is this what you are talking about?"

Reluctantly took out the "Song of Time", Hermione took one last look and returned it.

"I wrote a lot of words on it, sorry ......"

"It's okay."

Qingming took the book.

Then I saw that the book was transformed in his book, and the cover was changed, and it completely changed.

A sense of history came to my face.

"The Book of Clearing, it turns out that this is its real name."

Hermione looked at it in amazement.

"This was originally a book I wrote about the Yin and Yang Technique, and I occasionally gained from the years, which recorded my principles of time and some Yin and Yang techniques written casually."

"That was years ago in my world, I lost it and used it here."

Qingming checked it and nodded with satisfaction, this book has gone through a long journey and has grown into a treasure that is not weak, which can be regarded as a surprise.

"Then, good girl, as a thank you, I will teach you my unique longevity technique, and you will no longer have to worry about longevity, you can live forever. Every Sunday at two o'clock in the afternoon, come to the office to find me, this is my token. ”

Qing Ming finally left a small wooden seal engraved with a pentagram on it, and walked down the tower with his book in his eyes with a smile.

"Put that away, this is the onmyoji's inheritance token, and if you hold it, you can accept his true inheritance."

Culloris kindly reminded her.

"During the Fuso and Warring States periods, the Onmyoji selected desirable disciples to teach ordinary Yin-Yang techniques, but only a small number of people were able to get the master's approval and practice more deeply."

"Qingming was the leading Onmyoji at that time, and the bellflower mark of the pentagram star was his symbol, which was the symbol that granted you status."

"Other students can only be counted as students, but you can call yourself a disciple, and it is a master-apprentice relationship between schools. If he dies, you are eligible to inherit his lineage and inheritance. ”

"When I first came, I heard someone slandering Qingming......"

Up the stairs came a strange ...... Creature.

I can't distinguish between men and women, I can't see my face clearly, as if I am a shadow, and the figure shrouded in a veil just listens to the voice that seems to be a female voice.

"Four-eyed boy, you're talking nonsense here, beware of really cursing Qingming."

Before he died, with the help of the witch, Kurorido became the collective will of a world community, referred to as the Heavenly Dao, thus achieving the ultimate achievement of the magic envoy - the incarnation of the root.

He can be said to have a heavenly constitution in his mouth, and he has the force to deepen, and every sentence is equivalent to the constant great prophecy, even if he is not deliberate, there is a certain chance that it will come true.

"I'm just a projection incarnation, and just a few words are not enough to curse the great onmyoji."

"It's Bai Zixi, when will you find your enemy?"

Culorido's eyes looked through the lenses, into some shadow, and seemed to sense something.

"You are different from us, we have not really come to this world, just a projection, and it is not that we can't afford it."

"You beware of dying here, you won't be able to return to your hometown."

Culorido seems to be very unhappy with this witch.