Otheve returned to her dormitory, closed the door, and lay down on the comfortable bed, unable to sleep for a long time.

Everything today made it difficult for her to sleep, for fear of waking up to find out that it was a dream.

O'Cele originally thought that the dormitory would be four or five people per room, but she didn't expect that the dormitory in Dangerholtz would be one person per room.

Other than that, what made Osevi happiest was the two sets of wizard's robes at the head of the bed.

Each student who enters the school will be given two sets of magician robes and magic basic textbooks, and Osevi is no exception.

But what surprised O'Celevic the most was the problem of Dangerholtz's tuition fees.

Dangerhotz didn't even charge a classmate's tuition, but only said that he would use some magic materials to pay for the tuition as much as possible after graduation.

Think about it, what is the use of worldly money for the magicians here?

O'Cele became more and more excited, so she simply got up and began to carefully read the basic textbooks issued by the Dangerholtz School of Magic.

Although most of them were unreadable, O'Cele still read them with relish, especially the illustrations on the last few pages.

"It turned out to be an elven dragon. ”

Looking at the illustrations, O'Softe remembered the pale pink creatures in the sky that looked like dragons and birds when she came, smiled knowingly, and continued to read the basics.

There are also extracurricular extensions of the Hell Demon King, the Great Power of the East, etc., which are recorded in the books, and Osevi is tired of reading it.

After she finished flipping through the books, she looked at the magician's robe not far away, hesitated, and put it on generously.

The black magician's robe was full of mystery, and after Osevi put it on, he looked at himself in the mirror and felt that he was a full of vitality, and he was very satisfied.

The school uniform is so beautiful.

Ossevi spun around two more times, pleased with the magician's robes, and glanced at her phone casually, startling her at the sight of the time.

It's past four o'clock in the morning!

Why is it more than four o'clock if you don't pay attention?

No, you have to go to bed!

Although she didn't know what to expect tomorrow, O'Softe told herself that she had something important to do tomorrow and let herself fall asleep quickly.

The self-hypnosis method was useful, and within five minutes, O'Celebe was asleep.

On the roof of the headmaster's room at the Dangerholtz Academy of Magic, Antonio's magic was withdrawn from O'Celley's side, thoughtful.

"This little girl's talent can only be regarded as middle and upper... Why did His Creator leave such a conspicuous aura on her?"

Antonio was puzzled and didn't know what the reason was.

The establishment of the Dangerholtz Academy of Magic has been in preparation for more than half a year, and it is expected that 2,000 students will be enrolled this time, and the age is 12-16 years old, with medium talent.

Owls, elven dragons, red birds, etc., were all figured out by Yan Qi when he was idle and had nothing to do, and they were almost useless... In addition to looking good.

The owl is enchanted by a magician to act as a messenger.

As for the rest of the strange synthetic creatures, they were released into this forest to recuperate.

"Since the Creator's crown has left such a palpable and benevolent aura on her, I can't ignore it. ”

Antonio flipped through O'Soft's information, ready to open a little back door to her in the days to come.

"Day, the opening ceremony, there are four days left. ”

......

Huaguo, Northern Hubei Province.

Zhang Fan rushed here thousands of miles away, knocked on the door of a small farmer's courtyard in the countryside, and shouted softly: "Fellow, open the door, we are the staff of the government." ”

Hearing such a voice, the door of the small courtyard of the farmhouse was opened, and a man in his forties with slightly silver hair opened the door, with deep exhaustion in his eyes, and said, "Hello, may I ask what is the matter with my son?"

"Dare to ask your son's name?"

"Li Lin, I left a letter last night and left, and I don't know where he went. ”

It seemed that he hadn't slept all night, and the deep tiredness of the big man made him look not in good spirits.

Zhang Fan asked very politely: "Is it convenient to show us the letter you left behind?"

When the big man heard this, he handed the letter to Zhang Fan without saying a word, and Zhang Fan was not polite, his eyes swept over.

"Dangerholtz Academy of Magic..."

Zhang Fan sighed and said to the big man: "Fellow, don't worry, your son went to the Academy of Magic to study, and he will be a magician when he comes back in four years." ”

"What magician?"

Dahan was stunned, not knowing what the concept of a magician was.

Helpless, Zhang Fan could only give him the concept of magician, and the afternoon passed, but the couple was excited.

....

Zhang Fan got into the car of the relevant department and was a little silent in the car.

This is already the seventeenth case of admission to the Dangerholtz School of Magic in the country, and the third case in northern Hubei.

At the moment, they don't know anything about the Dangerholtz Academy of Magic.

What kind of existence is the Dangerholtz School of Magic, who is their director, and what is his position?

They don't know any of these things, and they can only hope that the Dangerholtz School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is a decent academy.

The driver asked, "Team Leader Zhang, where are we going now?"

"Whatever, the devil knows when someone will disappear. "Zhang Fansheng has nothing to love.

Before the car could make a few turns in the city, the mobile phone rang: "Didi, Didi, Didi." ”

Zhang Fan glanced at the caller ID and answered the channel: "Team Leader Song, what news do you have over there?"

"The White Eagle Kingdom has broken a big news, about the Dangerholtz Academy of Magic!"

"The president of the White Eagle Nation said that he once met with the headmaster of the Dangerholtz Academy of Magic!"

......

Cultivating the world of immortals, Pingdu.

After more than a month of hard work, Yan Qi also has a little prestige in Fang's restaurant, when the money shopkeeper is not there, he is responsible for acting as a temporary shopkeeper, everything is handled just right, which makes Master Fang particularly appreciate Yan Qi, and Yan Qi's monthly salary is raised to two or three dollars of silver.

As usual, Yan Qi received the silver and walked through the back door of the Fang Family Restaurant, intending to go to the brewery to buy some rice wine, but this time it seemed to be different from before.

There are more and more flower calls on the street, which can be three times more than when Yan Qi first came to Pingdu two months ago.

"What's going on?"

Yan Qi was in the brewery, bought rice wine, looked at the crowds of beggars outside, and muttered to himself.

And the master of the winery was also familiar with Yan Qi, and he also glanced out and said: "The water has burst the embankment, and the people in Xunzhou and Langzhou have been deeply affected by the flood. ”

"It's strange to say, Qingzhou is also in a big drought this year, and the fields are overgrown with weeds. ”

Listening to the words of the winery master, Yan Qi drank a glass of wine by himself, a little puzzled.

The beginning of spring is still smooth and rainy, how can you say that the flood is the flood, and the big drought is the big drought?

What made Yan Qi feel the most wrong was that this was a world of immortal cultivation, and it stands to reason that the high-level cultivators of the Eight Great Sects should take action to cure disasters as usual, but how could it be so slow this time?

There must be some reason.

But it doesn't seem to have anything to do with me.

Yan Qi chuckled lightly and was about to leave across the door, but saw a guy from the brewery hurriedly running in and shouting at the owner of the brewery: "It's the opposite, someone in Qingzhou is the opposite!"

The owner of the brewery was shocked and asked, "What's the matter?"

The guy drank two large bowls of cold water and said to everyone: "I just heard from the Praetorian Guard, there is a big demon Fang Ying in Qingzhou, who likes to eat children, and he is divided in Qingzhou, and he calls himself the king of Yuan!"

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