Chapter 1695: Bruce Wayne and the Philosopher's Stone (10)
After seeing Bruce Jr. walk to the other side of the table and go to Barry and Hallie to discuss Schiller's hand injury, Schiller smiled and said, "My other personality is a little curious about the shredder, and I regret the damage caused by his reckless operation." ”
"Cut." Victor let out a rather disdainful snort, and Anna shook her head, apparently accustomed to Schiller's nonsense, and completely disbelieving his words.
"Well, I actually need to get hurt, and one of my personality traits is particularly unlucky, as long as he floats, there are always all kinds of things that will fly to him, so I invited him to try his hand at the magic shredder."
With one hand, Schiller unhurriedly rolled up the noodles on the plate until they were wrapped around his fork in a perfect spindle shape.
"I don't understand the point of that." Anna was very puzzled and said, "If you want to get hurt, can't you just come by yourself?" ”
"The perception of pain is not common among different personality traits."
Anna and Victor glanced at each other, and the expressions on their faces were "This is okay?!" And "Do you think you're a little lacking?" ”。
On the other side of the long table, Bruce Jr. had squeezed into the middle of Barry and Hallie, Barry moved the stool to the side with some disgust, looked at Bruce Jr. with dissatisfaction and said, "Why are you running here if you don't eat well?" ”
"Do you see that? That Rodriguez had an injured hand. ”
Harry's chewing motion paused, but Barry raised an eyebrow and looked in Schiller's direction, and although it was far away, he could still see Schiller's hand under the table.
"What does this prove?" Hallie took a sip of oatmeal and said, "Maybe he just doesn't want to use this hand today, I don't think anything can hurt him." ”
"But don't you think that's too much of a coincidence?" Bruce put down his plate and cutlery, then stood up and took a piece of bread from the front with a tong and put it on his plate, and said, "We only saw someone hurt his arm by the dryad yesterday, and today his arm is tucked into his sleeve and not taken out." ”
"You suspect Dean Rodriguez?"
"He's suspicious."
Barry sighed and said, "I really don't understand why the hell are you looking for trouble, why the hell are we involved in these things, can't we just stay good?" ”
"That's why I say you're an idiot." Bruce Jr. seemed to be in a better mood and less grumpy, but he still said in that mocking tone, "Do you think these things have nothing to do with us?" ”
"Isn't it?"
Little Bruce let out a sneer and said, "What do you think is most lacking in the wizarding world right now?" ”
Barry was a little confused by how quickly the subject changed, and Bruce Jr. quickly asked, "What kind of people do you think this academy is going to cultivate in the end?" ”
"A great magician, of course."
"But is it a magician? Aren't the angels and demons the mighty? All the power used by magicians comes from them, what's the use of light, aren't the previous archmages of the wizarding world powerful? ”
Barry was dumbfounded by Bruce's question, and then Bruce said in a flurry of words: "If you know a little bit about the history of the wizarding world, you will know that the wizarding world will become what it is today, and it has nothing to do with personal ability, what is wrong is the position." ”
"Constantine told me that there are too many betrayers in the wizarding world, who either intentionally or unintentionally but in short, they take the side of angels and demons and harm humanity, and in the end, the wizarding world completely becomes the bag of this group of powerful beings, and then threatens the interests of all mages, even ordinary people."
"This magic academy established by this universe is to reverse this situation, then their purpose is not to cultivate the abilities of magicians, but to strengthen the position of future magicians."
"So what does that have to do with you being involved in these things?" Barry still didn't get it.
Little Bruce sighed a little speechlessly and said, "Can you decorate anything else in your head except greasy sausages, don't I understand enough?" ”
"Barry, right now, there's a room where the energy core of the magical defense network is vital to humanity, and the teachers and senior students have repeatedly stressed that they should never go near that room, so what should we do?" Hallie asked, turning to Barry.
"What else can we do? Isn't it following the school rules? ”
"So one day we learned from angels and demons that there was a certain treasure somewhere, and you must also follow their rules, and never exceed the rules?"
"Uh......"
Harley drank the last mouthful of porridge from the spoon, pushed the bowl to the side and said, "Like I said, many magicians don't rebel against humans voluntarily, and even sometimes they are not controlled by angels and demons, but the environment tells them that it is right to obey their Lord and God, so they do it." ”
"The vast majority of ordinary people simply do not have the ability to jump out of a certain environment, so it is very wrong to advocate the argument that 'not successful enough is not hard enough', and without the ability to jump out of the environment, even if you work hard to death, you will still be in a certain class."
"In the face of existence that is much stronger than us, rebellion, questioning and rebellion against power are the most critical keys to maintaining oneself, which is probably the first lesson that all students must take."
Barry frowned deeply, he felt as if he understood, he rubbed the fork in his hand and said, "So this is actually a trap woven by all the teachers and professors?" Or is it an entrance exam? ”
"Otherwise, don't you think there are too many loopholes?" Little Bruce cut the bread vigorously with the knife in his hand, and said: "At the beginning of the new semester, I repeatedly emphasized that a certain place is dangerous, and a certain place must not be visited, if it is really that dangerous, let alone use magic, how can I get a few squares of cement to seal the entire corridor?" How many students have been able to break through this physical barrier? ”
Barry opened his mouth for a moment, and it suddenly occurred to him that Bruce Jr. had a point.
In a school, it is unreasonable for a group of teachers to repeatedly tell a group of students that a certain place should not be visited, but they do not take any safety measures to protect the place.
Even if the magical energy is precious, why not just get something to block the entire corridor? The room in the corridor on the fourth floor doesn't do any teaching activities at all, and blocking it doesn't affect the normal operation of the school at all, so why not?
"The biggest loophole is the injured student." Bruce Jr. said with a roll of his eyes.
"At first, we first build an impression of authority with repeated emphasis and submission, and then scare everyone with an example of a student being seriously harmed, and then use this example to repeatedly emphasize the rules and create a spiritual shackle in everyone's hearts."
"It's like the angels and demons did to the mages." Harley sighed softly, biting her finger on the biscuit and saying, "First establish religious worship, give believers the power to kill the infidels and make an example, and then emphasize that 'those who follow me prosper and those who disobey me die', it will not take thousands of years, as long as a generation listens to the divine teachings and the imprint of piety and obedience will be imprinted in the hearts of all people." ”
Barry shivered, he felt himself break out in a cold sweat, his fingertips trembled a little, and then he said, "That is, if I meet a demon now, and he treats me like this, I will really listen to him?" ”
"Most people do." There was something else in Bruce's tone, and he said, "I don't understand what you're thinking, you're so forgetful, so thoughtless, so sharp, living among you, I feel like I'm in the company of a bunch of rocks." ”
"But these stubborn stupid stones have so many tears, they don't even sympathize with their own stupidity, but want to sympathize with me, I obviously just said my true feelings, but they think I am vexatious."
Hallie glanced at little Bruce, turned the biscuit in her hand and said, "I'm used to this, I told my parents that they might die, they just thought I was crazy, and they really died, and everyone surrounded me and hugged me and cried, saying how pitiful I was and how much suffering I would go through in the future, they called this love, but I was only troubled by their abundant emotions, stupid speculations, and malicious quarrels hidden behind it. ”
"Without this group of so-called people who love me, I am alone, I don't know how free, I am in the best state I have since I was born, but they only think I am a poor orphan."
Little Bruce stopped eating, picked up the napkin next to him, wiped his mouth, and said: "When I was very young, I found that many things that I could see at a glance could not be observed by ordinary people, observed and could not understand, understood and could not think of reasons, knew the reasons and could not think of countermeasures, and could not put into action after thinking of countermeasures, even if they were put into action, they were always full of loopholes and messy. ”
"I often feel like I'm not the same animal as you." Little Bruce looked away indifferently, and said, "I'd rather go to the sky and be in the company of bats than roll in a pile of stones and be sympathized with by a bunch of fools, and although it is often said that people cannot understand each other, I obviously do not understand everyone." ”
As soon as Barry opened his mouth to speak, Bruce Jr. interrupted him and said, "But I'm not interested in understanding you, and I'm fine on my own." ”
With that, he jumped out of his chair and walked alone to the door of the Great Hall.
But what he said didn't have any effect on him as he thought, at least he couldn't take himself out of the logic of the conversation for a while, so he was still a little surprised when he bumped into someone head-on.
"Bang."
Bruce took two steps back while he covered his head, but the other man didn't move, and when Bruce reopened his eyes and realized that he didn't see another kid covering his nose and crying, he knew he might have bumped into a professor.
The first thing that catches your eye is the extremely luxurious and intricate magic robe, lined with a deep blue like the deep sea, with intricate patterns embroidered with gold thread on the edges, followed by a long black robe like the other professors, but also with very intricate dark patterns of fine bamboo leaves and vines, which may have dragged longer than the other robes.
Bruce looked up and saw a pair of polar glacial blue eyes and a face that was almost identical to his.
(End of chapter)