The roads on the low hill are like spider webs, each leading eventually to a wizard's tower, and when Silence emerges from the Emerald Tower, he meets Mitchell walking down the stone path of the hillside above. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Hey, Psius, how did Professor Kairokar's first Charms lesson go?" Mitchell greeted Shen silently.

"Just said some basics, not a word of magic was taught, Professor Kairokar said that we must understand the contents of the book first" silently patted the book in his arms, very helpless.

"Haha, don't be frustrated, spell witchcraft is originally the most profound of the five major systems, and the successful casting of each spell system requires unique spell casting skills and reciting standard spells, if you are not proficient in these basics, it is easy to cause the witchcraft to collapse and hurt yourself when casting spells in the future, Professor Kairokar is also for your good" Mitchell laughed.

The two walked side by side on the mountain path, only one class was needed today, and the rest of the time was free for the freshmen, so Silent and Mitchell planned to go back to the Griffon Tower to find Barton first, and then discuss where to go today.

"Was your Potions class interesting today?" asked Shen Mo, turning his head.

"Well, it's not bad, I'm very interested in this little trick that snake turtle shell powder and hopper feathers can make itchy powder, you can go with me to listen to a Potions class when you have time, Professor Tastia's way of speaking is very interesting, if you continue to listen to a few more lessons, I think I almost already know which main department I will join next year" Mitchell squeezed his eyebrows at Shen Mo and said coolly.

"Daily! Daily! Today's Daily, you only need a gold gart!" At this moment, a textile carpet floating four or five feet above the ground flew from the front of the road, and on the blanket sat a dark-skinned young man in a wizard's robe, who kept shouting around with an explosive head on his head.

Mitchell stopped in front of the carpet and took out two gold garts from his pocket, and the young man on the carpet immediately stopped when he saw this scene, and asked, "Year old, do you want to buy a newspaper?"

"One copy each for the Dawn Journal and the Wanted Daily," Mitchell said, placing the two gold garts in his hand on the carpet.

Behind the dark-skinned young man was a circular crucible with seven or eight newspapers rolled into columns, from which he took out two and handed them to Mitchell.

"Give"

"Thank you"

"Haha, you're welcome"

Mitchell retreated behind the silence, and the dark-skinned youth took control of the carpet and flew out again.

"He's also a student of St. Kaban?" asked Shen Mo as he looked at the departing carpet and asked with some curiosity.

"yes, and he can use the Flying Charm on still lifes, he should be a three-year student or higher" Mitchell opened a newspaper and read it, a habit he had developed since he was a child, and he had to read both newspapers every day.

"How did he know we were born a year, and why would a wizard come out and sell newspapers?"

Mitchell took his eyes off the newspaper and glanced at Shen Mo suspiciously: "Psius, do you never tell your family about wizards? Everyone knows that only wizards are qualified to wear wizard robes, and wizard apprentices are not qualified to wear wizard robes before they become wizards, and in a wizarding academy like St. Caban, those who don't wear wizard robes on the road must be new students."

"Some people are not rich because they were born into poor wizard families, and many witchcraft experiments require a lot of gold to support, so some wizards will choose to find several jobs for their experiments, and selling newspapers is one of them."

"I see," Shen Mo muttered inwardly, who would have thought that wizards that Muggles had always revered would also need to work to earn money, even though their money was calculated in gold garth.

For the wizarding world, Silence is like an outsider who has been forcibly inserted, in the short two days he has come to St. Kaban, he has learned a lot of new knowledge, but if you want to become a real wizard, not only must you have wizard blood and have more than one holy chain of spiritual power in your body, but you also need to have a large amount of knowledge and cognition of countless witchcraft materials in your mind, in this regard, Silence has a lot to know.

Next to him, Mitchell was looking at the newspaper he had just bought, but as a piece of news came into his eyes, the young man, who usually behaved indifferently, couldn't help but show a hint of surprise on his face.

"Oh my God, Greysac was captured and imprisoned in Azna by the Eagle Horn Dark Wizard Inquisition!" Mitchell blurted out in surprise.

When Shen Mo heard this familiar name, his body twitched involuntarily, this name was too deep for him.

"Greysac?" silently poked his head into the newspaper in Mitchell's hand, only to see that the cover of the first edition of the "Wanted Daily" was Greysak's grim and cold face, and the right eye peeking out of his messy hair was as mad as the fangs of a viper.

"This dark wizard is famous in the "Wanted Daily", he was originally a professor of the blood department of Solomon Wizard College, but one day he was found secretly studying the forbidden witchcraft of the undead in his wizard tower, for which Graysak killed the wizard who found him, and then escaped from Solomon overnight, and then he used the undead forbidden witchcraft in a local town, controlling the dead to kill a whole town of people, I heard that it was to rob some secret book, this matter was very big at the time, and directly let Graysac in the "Wanted Daily" The bounty had risen to 30,000 gold gat," Mitchell explained to Shen Mo with interest, and he lightly placed a little on the photo of Graysac on the cover of the newspaper, and the picture spoke on its own.

"Don't think you'll be safe if you send me to Azna! Azna isn't as strong as you think, Black Sheep! I'm following Black Sheep!"

Familiar voice, silent after a few days with Graysak, Graysak's voice he could determine as soon as he heard it.

The newspaper was silent as it spoke, but Greysac's roar still echoed in the silence and Mitchell's ears.

"What is the black sheep he is talking about, wizard or Ibiza?" Mitchell frowned, he had never heard of a black sheep.

"Who knows, but it's good if such a dark wizard is caught, at least someone can watch them, what is that Azner, and why is Graysac being held there?" asked Shen Mo, looking at the newspaper.

"It's a prison for dark wizards, a place for them to repent," a serious-sounding voice sounded from behind the silence.

Shen Mo and Mitchell subconsciously turned their heads to look, only to see Yarman and Lorna, who were sitting beside him on the five-story platform that day, standing side by side behind them, and the voice just now was made by Lorna.

"Jarman, don't you know each other" Shen Mo looked at the two men and women with a strange look, obviously it was the first time they met yesterday, why did they come together today.

"I didn't know each other yesterday, but I didn't expect that in Professor Nelson's hematology class, she would sit next to me again, wouldn't she know each other after the class?" Yarman shrugged indifferently.

"You chose a blood line?" Mitchell looked at Yarman and Lorna with some curiosity and said, "I heard that Professor Nelson is a modification maniac, did he show you his own organ modification?"

"Yes, so I decided I won't go again" Lorna nodded faintly.

"Don't you see, Professor Nelson's tongue can lick the face of the wizard apprentice sitting in the last row of the classroom, and his stomach can expand to store dozens of pounds of cooked meat, so that he doesn't have to worry about eating for the next week, it's really ......" Yarman couldn't help but swallow his saliva: "I won't go again in the future anyway"