Each frame is actually a portal to the world in the painting, through which the people in the painting can visit each other, as if they were truly alive.

It is a world that exists only in paintings, and it is one of the defenses for which the clock tower was originally designed.

After all, there are always some strange magic that can bypass the restrictions of the physical world and invade from other levels.

The world in the painting is one of the important mechanisms for both protection and counterattack.

Soon Archimedes returned to the frame and continued his research.

Qingming hurriedly ran down from the side with Kikyo.

In schools, it is not convenient to use spatial abilities, which can cause the rejection of defensive magic.

"Ready, Kikyo's self-portrait."

They came to the prepared ceremony, inside an empty classroom.

The condition of the bellflower is very bad, she must always suppress the demonic energy that floats out from time to time, it seems that this time she is a little "overwhelmed", this time the assimilation of one of him and me, seems to have seized the demon power of the nine-tailed demon fox.

"Now I'll tell you how."

"To enter the world of painting, you first have to paint yourself with special paints, preferably those with plenty of magic, to paint your own self-portraits. Now the two of you are portraits of the two of you. Note that in this process, it is necessary to constantly believe in the existence of the world in the painting. ”

"Finally, after painting the self-portrait, you have to add a door to this layer. This requires you to inject your own spirit, the medium can be blood, just a little bit, painted into a door. ”

"Finally, grab her hand, close your eyes, push open the door, and you can enter the realm of painting."

"There is a partial overlap between the world in the painting and the area in the dream, and you can enter the dream from any place. Well, you have a stick of incense for a while. ”

Qingming quickly completed the ceremony, pushed open the door of the painting, and pulled the bellflower into the painting.

The world in the paintings is almost indistinguishable from the real world, and it is very realistic, perhaps because most of these paintings are very realistic.

The demonic aura on Kikyo seems to have been suppressed, and it gradually retreated.

"Quick!"

Pulling her for a trot, she walked to the principal's office corresponding to the world in the painting, and Qingming took out a small golden key and opened the door.

Behind the door is a darkness that leads to the world of dreams, the realm of the sleepers.

"It's here, the node of a thousand years of dreams."

"Thank you, Qingming."

Kikyo suddenly spoke.

"I'll go with you to your dreams."

Grabbing his wife's hand, the figures of the two were gradually engulfed in shadows.

……

A stick of incense burned out, and the students who had already woken up on the field were successively dragged aside by the two teachers with magic, and the magic prevented them from making noises to wake up the others, although they were not able to wake up by this sound when they were caught in a dream.

The new students who passed the test chattered about what they had seen and heard in their dreams, and the magic of magic unveiled to them for the first time, and everything here seemed so new.

"Just now I had a very real dream, I dreamed that my name was Romeo and I was in love with a lady named Juliet......"

"I dreamed that I became a fire dragon and was killed by a boy with a spell, oh my God, it's so real!"

"I'm not like you, I dreamed that I became a millionaire, but a speculation failed, I was in debt, I was destitute, and then I met an old man who sold regret medicine. I took regret medicine three times, and all three times I failed in life. ”

……

All kinds of dreams are different, and those who wake up early must have some understanding and some potential.

This test is mainly to test their comprehension, reincarnation in dreams, as long as they can show a certain curiosity and learn a little useful experience and knowledge, then they will wake up on their own.

"Alright, it's time."

Coincidentally, three students woke up with a little stepping on the point, and they were also regarded as qualified by Lin Zhengyang.

With a wave of their sleeves, an invisible rope of magic pulled them aside.

"At the end of the test, 761 people who passed the test, and the rest were all repatriated."

As soon as the words fell, the auditorium suddenly emptied, and those losers were teleported out.

Naturally, there are people from the government outside the half-plane, and they will be responsible to the end.

"Now, welcome to the inaugural Clock Tower."

The music played, and the elves of the forest came one by one, bringing the prepared food.

With so many people just eating food every day, it's enough to cover the cost of a school.

At the moment, those barbecues, meats, soups, and desserts and fruits are all rare high-quality ingredients.

Just seeing this reminds one of the crazy burning funds.

"Please take a seat, and the feast begins."

In the teacher's seat, after a sumptuous dinner, Lin Zhengyang received a special guest in the office.

"Good evening, Headmaster, I'm sorry to bother you so late."

The person who came was a staff member from the Department of Education Management of the Ministry of Magic, named Chris.

He has curly tan hair and a slight smell of tobacco, and he looks like a regular smoker.

"You may be seated, Mr. Chris, the letter mentions the time, and it seems that you are three hours late."

A large bowl of milk, a jar of honey water, and some delicate biscuits were conjured and placed on a porcelain plate on a coffee table between the two of them.

Lin Zhengyang sat on the sofa and stretched out his hand to make an inviting gesture.

"Oh, thank you, really, that helped."

Chris looked so hungry that he grabbed the biscuit and ate it, chewed it a few times, choked, and poured down a large glass of hot milk.

"There's a big mess at Hogwarts—"

He said vaguely that Lin Zhengyang added a lot of biscuits and some hamburgers.

"I was dragged there and couldn't get out."

"Originally, I was supposed to bring the list of transfer students there."

He finished another plate of snacks and took a bite of the burger.

"But — there's a big explosion at the staff office."

"There was a student who blew up Hogwarts and escaped, knocking down three people."

Chris went on to describe the scene.

"I was there, and I was hit by a spell, and it was so chaotic, there were spells flying everywhere, and everyone was panicking."

"In the end, after a long investigation, it was determined that the student who escaped was the president of the student union, called Tom Riddle, and it was a waste of my effort to clean up the situation."

Interesting, Tom escaped from Hogwarts, why is that?

Lin Zhengyang has watched various versions of Harry Potter and guessed the reason for his abnormal behavior.

Chris finished the last burger, chuckled quietly, leaned over and said:

"Albus Dumbledore, the Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts, is an old glass, and he has always liked young and tasty boys, which is well known, so, in hindsight, we suspect ......"

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