The sense of confusion in a trance, the displacement of time and space and the distortion of the mind constantly torment people's hearts, knowing what moment is the head??????

Exhausted, under the surprised gaze of the others, Al prepares to walk out of the school gate and go straight home.

The dizzy head seems to make people feel that the whole person is floating, and the aimless pace is no longer able to find the way home. Just wandering around the campus at random, he accidentally arrived in front of a rather quiet building, which seems to be the exclusive clubhouse of the student union, but Al has long forgotten it, he just walked casually, and saw a sign written on the wall: "Building C???????

After looking up, I took a cursory look at the six city towers, which were quite high.

Shaking his head, he suddenly had a new thought, because he inadvertently remembered what a person said: "It seems that the person said, 623 Building C?

This is Al's summary, and he himself doesn't know why, he suddenly remembered such a character, and he tried to understand it at the beginning, and the evaluation style was very bad, and he said that it was a diehard lackey of the student union. I don't have too much contact with the student union.,It's not very well understood.,It seems to be a school self-governing group.,Independent outside the school management body has great rights to manage students' activities.,Even the school has to consider the opinions of this group.,Because the student union has a repairman.,Most of the students can't get the traditional activity funds and complain.,Said that it was deducted by the student union.,The school is also turning a blind eye and doesn't care.。

Al had also deliberately learned that it was created by a great magician, Len Dick, and its existence had been uninterrupted for 1,300 years, quite a long time.

Thinking about it, before I knew it, Al had come to the sixth floor, and the road was empty, and so was the sixth floor. It's like a haunted house, I didn't think it was before, but now I always feel that the cold is pressing.

It's getting dark, and it seems like it's night?

It was dark and early, and Al continued to walk along the house number, 600, 601, 602??? 613, the sudden sound of metal clash disrupted his thoughts, not very far! Al hurriedly walked over, only to see a picture he had never imagined, the man lying in a pool of blood, his cold body, dead? Al thought so, but when he confirmed, he lost his heartbeat and stopped breathing. I didn't find anything around, what the hell was going on here?I tried to call out: "That, senior, are you okay??are you okay??" The result must have been no answer, Al shook his head, this must have nothing to do with me, I'd better inform the school quickly. After such a decision, it seems that the decision has been made.

Turning around and preparing to leave, just a few steps away, suddenly the silver pocket watch in Al's pocket suddenly slipped down, and there was a ding, very crisp.

At this moment, Al's feet seemed to be glued to him, and he couldn't walk.

There was a stalemate for a long time.

Picking up the pocket watch and looking at the small object in his hand, his expression was a little bitter and he felt very entangled.

When Al glanced at the person lying on the ground again, he turned around a little helplessly: "I??? It can really save you, but ??? This is the last time if ??? I really don't want to???? So??? All right??? I'm a rotten good man, I'm going to die in this area sooner or later!"

I saw that the eyes flashed with golden light again, and the sarcastic eyes hovered over Al's face again, looking at the blood-stained man for a long time.

"Good dreams, hee-hee, it's a Trojan horse joke. ”

"You and I are clear???

The next day, as always, the sky was occupied by white, and one sat bored in the last seat, his head still a little groggy. In front of him was still the purple-haired girl, who hadn't spoken to him much, like a stranger.

As always, it's just that the seats have become a little thinner, and you can see your head directly. This is the second month of history class, and it's still boring, the only thing that has changed is the person in the class: no longer the bald head, now replaced by another gloomy man in a black cloak, his tone is very low, making people think that he is a hunting snake lurking in the shadows.

"Hehe, there are so many students in the second term? Grading homework is annoying, why don't you die more?????? The audit department is all eating dry food?" The man said in a whisper that the whole class could hear to the students who had only met for a short time, it seemed very inappropriate, this was everyone's heart. All of them turned blue when they heard this, but they didn't say anything to him, because, for, in this school, the authority of the teacher is beyond doubt, and no one dares to refute it, otherwise the end will be, bye-bye! Get out of the magician's career!

The unceremonious teacher, after complaining about this, seemed to remember his duty, so he cleared his throat and said: "Okay, I won't say much about it, everyone, I sincerely wish you to pass the first assessment and be able to come back, which shows that you do have some of the originals, and I admit that you have the qualifications to become magicians." Just as the people below heard the muffled words of encouragement for the teacher, there was an uproar below. The young man was so full of heart that he completely forgot what the poisonous snake had said before.

Then the viper teacher pressed it with his hand and signaled quiet: "Okay, let's go to class first, and I'll talk about the rest later, I have to complete the tasks assigned by those guys???? Ah, what do you say? Yes, let's talk about something interesting, anyway, it's a history class, 1,300 years ago. ”

After making such a decision, the man also said to himself: "Thinking of my experience back then, how can I say it, huh??? This was the case at the time, uh, digression, this is a personal experience, my subject is world history, well, aren't you from the science side? Tell me how you feel, how about the science side?" No one answered, the man glanced around and pointed at random: "The one who is lying, oh, the lying one, it's you, tell me about it." ”

A very familiar scene, Al couldn't help but look up, and it turned out to be just him.

That's what the teacher called???

Reluctantly got up, he didn't know about the history of the world, but fortunately, the man only asked about irrelevant things, looking at the gloomy teacher, Al couldn't help but think that the teachers here seemed to be very individual, and the same was true of the previous one. In the teacher's teasing tone, Al couldn't help but wonder what had made him pay attention, and so did the previous one, which was bad enough.

"What's the science side like?, young magician's apprentice?" the man said casually, not expecting a good answer from Al. It turned out to be so, and Al's answer was very commonplace: "Boring, the science side is boring." The man shrugged his shoulders, took out a piece of chalk, yawned, turned around, and wrote, "Boring???!" I think the science side is interesting, haha, sit down. A cacophony swirled around the room, and the silence around him made it harsh. Al sat down happily, seemingly lucky.

"Okay, let's continue the lecture, I'm talking about the story of Thirteen, the story that began to happen 1,300 years ago, it's confidential, you can't talk nonsense, come and sign the contract, of course you can refuse, but??? That's where the magic road ends. As he spoke, the man conjured up a dozen parchment rolls out of thin air, looking exactly like the one Al had seen at the old man, and Al couldn't help but maliciously think that it might be the deed of sale that the old man had made for us. The yellow color looks like it's been around for some years, probably an illusion, everyone received a copy, took out a carving knife by themselves, cut their fingers, and pressed it on the blood mark, which hurt when they looked at it. Seeing that the matter was almost over, the man waved his big hand, and all the parchment rolls disappeared, and he said in a rather playful tone, although his voice was still awkward: "It's quite traditional, right, in fact, we don't have to do it anymore, heh, who told the old guys in the school to be too stubborn, and think it's a blasphemy of the mystery??? Okay, that's a long story, and now that it's done, I'll start talking. ”

The man snapped his fingers and conjured up a pocket watch, and said to the group of surprised students: "Don't look at me with surprised eyes, I'm just a magician, not a magician, and the ritual must have ???." As he spoke, the man pushed the podium away, picked up a piece of chalk and drew a circle on his own, Al had learned a little, the circle was the basic part of magic, there was no requirement for its composition, anything could be done, blood, chalk, metal, the patchwork of pages, everything. The requirements are very, very low, although simple, but it is also the most important part of magic, without one, it can be said that there is no magic without a circle. The circle in magic represents an infinite cycle, but also a mysterious information, he is the basis of communication mystery, it can be said that he is like a header file programmed in the computer, telling the mystery your direction in advance, what you need to prepare, and then describe your wishes in the ring, through which the phenomenon of a miracle is realized, and the popular point is the ritual of praying to God. When it comes to rituals, you must think of the sacrificial thing, which is also indispensable in magic, because magic is not really something out of nothing, it needs to be converted, just like trading, taking things to exchange for what you want, but the magician does not trade with people, but the mysterious merchant.

I saw that the man had been drawing for a long time, and finally finished it, and then took out a red gem and put it in the center, then stood up and posed

It feels very serious, like the stereotypical people in medieval religion, which makes people dislike.

Listening to his tone, it was less like a recitation, but closer to singing, and he grasped the other end of the chain of the pocket watch, so that the watch body hung in the center of the strange magic circle, and the rhythmic swing of the pocket watch with the tone of the words made people feel very mysterious:

My calling, my prayers, because of my weakness, rejoice, my weakness has the value of mercy, I don't know how to pray, only the Holy Grove can lead us to pray for Personal, **, my ignorance, **, my laziness, my vigilance, salvation. Silent words reveal your miracles. Thou hast penetrated into our hearts and minds and let us know that in the language of man there should be a great sacred forest, and according to my thoughts I pray, and I will always praise thy miracles, and thy mysteries, and thou art perfect forms, and shall sing praises to thee, my mysteries.

As he spoke, Al could clearly see that the pocket watch was glowing, and it began to fill the air, what the hell was that. I couldn't help but take out my pocket watch and look at it, shake it, and nothing happened.

The man exhaled and wiped his sweat, but he still didn't take off his hood, it seemed to be a personal quirk, anyway, it was probably a very great magic trick???! Probably.

Seeing the initial results, Al couldn't help but think: it seems to have succeeded.

The strange chalk-drawn array began to gather a glimmer of light, getting brighter and brighter, and everyone could not help but poke their heads out to look, and Al was no exception, because it was the first time he had seen magic in action. Others were holding a small notebook to write and draw, thoughtful, and sometimes stop and close their eyes to feel something. Al watched as the photon emitted by the pocket watch in the air gradually took shape, as if it was constituting something, and an outline appeared, which seemed to be a sphere, blue, and gradually blue, and the surface became a little earthy yellow, and green??? It's getting more and more complicated, and it seems to be magical.

But as it gradually improved, Al felt more and more familiar, until at a certain moment, Al couldn't help but shout, because it was too surprised to be too unexpected: "Isn't this TMA just a globe?

Immediately Al knelt down, he had been doing it for so long, and the magic he was looking forward to turned out to be a holographic projection! And this seems to be a high-level magic trick, which ordinary people can't do, and this is a mainland product that can be done with only two thousand eight on the scientific side???? How backward are you? The man in the cloak looked at the right and nodded, seemingly satisfied: "Well, the magic source is working normally and working well today. Listening to this tone, it seems that it often fails. The man looked at it for a while, and seemed to keenly feel Al's disdainful gaze, and looked over there violently, and when he found that something was wrong, Al, immediately lowered his head, but it was still too late. The man was not annoyed, but laughed, pointed at Al and replied with a smile: "This is a sign of dishonesty, I asked you about the situation on the scientific side before, but you were perfunctory, but now you have such an expression, do you think that such a technique is not worth it? The man continued in a hoarse voice, "I know your doubts, it's nothing??? My lessons are the best place to solve doubts like yours, don't sleep in the future, I hope everyone can listen to my lessons carefully, even if he thinks that there is no gain, of course, if it is really not rewarding, in fact, there is no need to listen, which means that my class is definitely not suitable for you. The lesson and warning were so severe that Al's heart trembled and he didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing this, the man sighed and said, "Okay, I'll continue." ”

He didn't ask Al to sit down, and continued, as if to punish him: "My subject is the history of the first 1,300 years ago, that time can be said to be the most wonderful and hidden part of this period of time and space, what happened during that period of time, which led to the current world, in the information I know, it shows that the scientific side of the past was very weak, you should understand this paragraph? The bald old guy also said it, right, there was only magic in the past, oh, it should be called magic now??? Now I look at it, the situation is quite equal, I have been wondering what happened? Let's have a result with science, why is it called magic now and not magic, some people say it's because of the thirteen magicians? haha, no! It's that we're getting weaker! The power of magic can't defeat the so-called science! Obviously something went wrong during that time, we should~" The man said very excitedly, and with a large movement, he even dropped the hood on his head, and the face shown by the hat turned out to be unexpectedly young, a young man less than twenty, and the word "angry youth" suddenly coiled in Al's thoughts??? I didn't expect that there was such a strange thing in the school, and seeing the ghost-like expression below, the person seemed to sense that something was wrong, and shrugged it, feeling uncomfortable. With a very natural expression in front of everyone, he immediately put on the hood again, as if the clothes had been treated, and once he put them on, he couldn't see the face clearly, which was quite advanced, similar to optical camouflage and the like. Al was very concerned and couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

The man pretended that nothing had happened and continued to lecture.

However, Al looked at the man for a long time, and did not give up until the man felt flustered, and coughed dryly: "That, classmate, you can do it, remember not to sleep again???"

That's it, it's surprisingly easy to talk to. The inexplicable Al was a little glad that he seemed to have turned the corner and that there was nothing to do.

turned to listen to the lecture honestly, for fear that the guy would draw him deliberately to find fault and call him by name again.