Crohill Higher School of Magic.

The Grey Man made a rare visit to the High School of Magic, established by his old friend, today.

But today he didn't come here to visit in a big way, but came secretly.

He looked left and right, as if to confirm that someone was following him.

The Grey Man kept reminding the owl on his shoulder to be silent.

The old spellcaster, however, showed amazing stealth abilities and quietly arrived at the heart of the academy, which is also the building where the dean's office is located.

The gray-clad man knocked lightly on the door of the dean's room, and only after hearing the word 'come in' from inside did he push open the door and walk in.

"What's the matter with your visit?"

The man in yellow, who had just returned from Nolan's law enforcement department, looked at the old man who had the word 'sloppy' all over his body.

"I've got some good stuff for you, old man."

The gray-clothed man walked quickly to the yellow-clothed man's table, reached into the sleeve of the mage's robe, and then took out a pure white protozol and placed it on the table.

"No, I don't."

The man in yellow directly picked up a book, and didn't even raise his eyes to look at the so-called 'good things' in the mouth of the man in gray.

He had known the Grey Man for so many years, and his relationship with him was more of a sworn enemy than a friend, both as the head of the Academy of Magic and as a spellcaster.

But the Gray Man himself did not regard him as an enemy, and occasionally came to visit the door for tea and the like today.

"This original spar contains the image of "This Demon Is Not Too Cold", which is called the original movie and is very precious in Nolan! Didn't you say the other day that you wanted to see that movie with the Law Enforcement Department? ”

The Grey Man's words clearly irritated the Man in Yellow, who had been torn between accepting the demon's invitation and banning television altogether since returning to the Academy from Nolan's Law Enforcement Department.

At this point in time, the gray-clothed man ran out again and lifted his bottom mercilessly, and the yellow-clothed man suppressed his constantly beating brows and waved his hand impatiently at the yellow-clothed man.

"I'm not interested, you can take it back! I also have an inscription class in the afternoon. ”

"Then you can save it for tomorrow and keep it with the original crystal that recorded the image of Beauty and the Devil." The man in gray stroked his beard with some smugness.

The gray-clad man's words seemed to irritate the yellow-clothed man again, and the most immediate reaction was that the owl's feathers standing on the gray-clad man's shoulder stood up like a peacock, and its eyes widened to the limit, and its instinct as a bird made it aware of the danger.

"Crohill, even if you get angry, it's useless, and your inscription class in the afternoon is estimated to only have one or twenty students, so it's better to take this opportunity to ......"

The man in yellow didn't wait for his old friend to finish speaking, he suddenly closed the book in his hand, and the sound of the book closing was so loud that it directly interrupted the conversation of the man in gray.

"If you're here to humiliate me, then please come back! Rursk. The yellow-clothed man's voice was so cold that there was no trace of warmth.

If he faced other young spellcasters, or even that demon, he would still pay attention to retaining his strength, but in the face of this existence who also stood at the peak of Nolan like him, the yellow-clothed man would not have the slightest reservation.

"How is it possible to be humiliated, I stand the same position as yours, old friend." The Gray-Clad sighed softly, "If I come to humiliate you, isn't that tantamount to humiliating myself?" ”

"So what are you doing here? Do you feel proud that you are on the side of the devil? ”

The man in yellow no longer pays attention to his image when facing this peer, and expresses his angry thoughts without reservation.

"I'm here to discuss something important with you." Seeing that his old friend's anger was becoming more and more uncontrollable, the man in gray immediately put away his joke and continued, "The students of our academy have indeed been too presumptuous lately. ”

"Presumptuous?"

The man in yellow put the book back on the table and looked at the sloppy old man in front of him seriously.

"Sure enough, the impact that the magic machine had on your students made you unbearable? That means you're going to agree to my proposal? ”

"In Nolan, there is a total ban on this magic machine... With all due respect, Crohill...... The impact of the magic machine of TV on Nolan or the world is impossible to estimate. The Grey Man shook his head and denied his claims.

"Is it impossible to estimate that the young casters have lost the most important curiosity?" The man in yellow questioned the man in gray in a loud voice.

But the gray-clothed man waved his hand at this moment, and the interface of a large number of magic nets surrounded the gray-clothed man's side, and his old fingers waved again.

Hundreds of interfaces began to disappear rapidly, and finally only one remained.

"I think it's more efficient to change the way we manage our college than to ban television." The Grey Man shoved the only remaining web interface into the eyes of the Yellow One, a post from the Spellcaster's forum.

“……”

The Man in Yellow wanted to continue taunting his old friend, but the content of the post on the caster's forum caught his attention.

"Credit, Elective, Club......"

The man in yellow stared at the content tightly, reading the content word by word in turn, and finally after reading all the content, he was silent for a long time.

"Any ideas?" The Grey Man asked.

"It's a very superficial theory, some of the current college system is the same, but there are a lot of interesting contents in it, such as credits, clubs, and so-called electives."

The man in yellow could no longer see the anger and aggressiveness just now, he found a pair of glasses and put them on, and began to discuss with the man in gray.

"It's a little shallow, but it makes sense... The rules of our two colleges are too lenient, but if a student is removed from the school because he made a small mistake, it is too strict... Credits are the best measure of a student's quality and motivate them, and we have the same system for electives, but all of them are magic-related courses, Crohill, do you think that the reason for human beings to acquire knowledge should not be just to 'become a powerful spellcaster'? ”

"It's not just about being a powerful spellcaster......" The man in yellow muttered repeatedly.

The Higher School of Magic, as the name suggests, was founded to train spellcasters, so all the courses are related to magic, alchemy, potions, inscriptions, etc......

While students may have made spellcasters their lifelong career, a significant number of them did not see magic as a hobby, but as a necessary means of survival and status.

"The club is also to encourage the existence of this system, and the students have established their own organizations, and the whole college will definitely be lively at that time." The Grey Man had already begun to imagine what it would be like.

The man in yellow did not speak, and continued to browse the content of the post, which only gave the man in yellow a concept, as if the person who wrote the post was not a professional 'educator'.

He just knew the concepts or had these interesting ideas, and posted them on the caster's forum in a somewhat lame way.

But this kind of lame narrative seemed to the Yellow Man and the Gray Man to be no less than the Apocalypse, allowing the Yellow Man to instantly see the shortcomings of the High School of Magic since ancient times.

That is, there is too much emphasis on 'strong caster cultivation'.

The man in yellow looked at the second half carefully, and some of the concepts put forward in it made him can't help but exclaim, 'Great!' ’

But when it came to the end, the poster came up with something that had nothing to do with education.

"Once a year, an award dedicated to the world's most outstanding inventors... Issued to intelligent beings in the world of inscriptions, alchemy, or magic mechanics, who have made outstanding contributions to the study of magic. The man in yellow carefully read out the small print on the bottom line of the post, which was about the concept of a 'world's greatest award'.

"Is there any difference between this award and the exhibition at the World Exposition?" The man in yellow looked at his old friend and asked about the doubts in his heart.

"I don't think there's a difference in essence." The man in gray said, "It's just that those who appear at the Universal Exposition are the inventors of the magic machine, but whether it is the discovery of inscriptions, alchemical potions, etc...... Historically, it has played an important role in the understanding of magic, and there are countless great inscription writers and alchemists in the world, and it is always a bit inappropriate to reward the creators of magical machines for appearing on the stage of the Universal Exposition. ”

When the Gray Man said this, he noticed that his old friend the Yellow Man's hand was trembling slightly, which made the Gray Man a little surprised.

"Crohill, what's wrong with you?"

"It's been a long time since I've felt this agitated in all these years, since Nolan's Law Enforcement Department was thoroughly established."

The man in yellow stared at the content of the last sentence of the post, although it was only a simple description of the concept of an 'award'.

It's kind of like a title or a medal of nobility or something.

But the man in yellow continued to extend according to the poster's thoughts, thinking of what would happen after the establishment of this award, and the blood in his body, which had been dormant for a long time, began to heat slightly.

"Yes, we do need a medal in honor of those great creators! And this medal is only awarded to the most outstanding creator in the world, representing... It will also be one of the highest honors in the world, far higher than the knighthood bestowed by the king! Countless spellcasters will be tempted. The words of the man in yellow seemed to be speaking to the man in gray, and it was like muttering to himself.

"After all, we are all people who chase fame......"

The man in gray couldn't help but sigh when he saw his old friend so excited.

Reaching the height of the Nolan Sage, the Gray-clad Man's desire for money has disappeared, and with the supreme honor of the Nolan Sage on his head, there is not much joy for the Gray-clad Man to achieve any new achievements.

But this award once again brought back something called fighting spirit to the gray-clad man, and his old friend must have thought the same thing.

"But if you want this award to be known to the world's spellcasters, you still have to wait until the next World Expo."

The Man in Yellow was a little impatient to inform the casters of the world that he was ready to make this award the highest honor in the wizarding world, but only if it had enough fame.

At present, the only way that the yellow-clothed people can think of to accumulate fame is to present the award in public on the stage of the next World Expo.

"You don't need to wait until then." The man in gray picked up the original spar placed on the table, "TV and magic net are no worse than the stage of the World Exposition. ”

"TV ......"

As soon as this was mentioned, the enthusiasm of the man in yellow just now disappeared without a trace.

"Rursk, do you know the creator of this post? The one who spreads the fire... I don't have any impression of the name. ”

At this point, the man in yellow chose to change the subject, and he glanced at the name of the creator of the post, 'The Man Who Spread the Fire'.

He immediately began to use the name to compare himself with the great spellcasters he remembered.

Although Nolan's seven sages are indeed at the pinnacle of human magical attainments, there are still many magicians in this world who can compete with Nolan's sages.

Either they became the deputy of the king of that country, or they wandered the whole world, exploring some unknown things in the corners of the world.

And the wisdom possessed by these wild mages, even as a sage, he did not dare to underestimate it.

However, after comparing his own memories, the Man in Yellow found that he could not connect the name of the Fire Bearer to any powerful wild mage.

"Of course, I don't remember, because the owner of this name is a demon." The Man in Gray smiled and uttered a hint.

"Demon..."The figure of the Chaos Demon immediately appeared in the Yellow Man's mind. How could it be ......"

The Man in Yellow couldn't believe that the Chaos Demon, who had made his fortune in entertainment and opera, could come up with so many concepts that excited him.

Whether it's a change in educational approach or an award for the 'highest honor in the wizarding world', it's a great idea.

"No, it's possible." But when the yellow-clothed man's gaze fell on the primordial hedron on the table, he was instantly relieved.

Judging from the records of the Law Enforcement Department, what the Chaos Demon has done since he came to Nolan has been one miracle after another, and now he may be creating some new miracles.

"Crohill, I'm going to tear down the 'TVs' in the Magic Arena and put them in some specific classrooms."

The Grey Man said suddenly as his old friend muttered to himself.

......After hearing the suggestion of the man in yellow, the man in yellow was silent for a moment again, as if he was making some difficult choice, but only a few minutes later.

"Count me in, and I'll tell you about the room with a 'TV' in the near future." Said the man in yellow.

After that, the gray man began to discuss with the yellow man the specific content of the credit system and clubs, and the additional courses that should be added to provide students with options.

The discussion even continued into the night, and the man in yellow even pushed off his afternoon lessons.

It wasn't until the dean's office was piled up with papers full of various plans, and it was nearly late at night, that the discussion between the two sages came to a partial unanimous conclusion.

"It seems that today it is far from being able to create a new system." The man in yellow said, holding a pile of waste paper in his hand.

"But these concepts are indeed feasible, and I will go back to the Mage Tower tonight to continue researching."

The man in gray was about to say goodbye and leave here, but was stopped by the man in yellow before leaving.

"Crohill, you... Do you know how to get a primordial crystal called a record from the singer of that world? He asked suddenly.

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