The sky was still dark, and a women's dormitory at the University of San Nari was still immersed in a sound night's sleep, with a faint aroma in the dormitory, but the bedding on the innermost bed arched a little, revealing a hint of light from the gaps.

In the bedding, a girl in pajamas is holding a pencil and writing something on a book. Because her body was so well developed, she felt a little stuffy when she lay down, so she had to brace herself up a little and use the small fluorescent light to illuminate the notebook on the bedboard.

The notebook is already in use, and the scene on the page now appears to be the main building of St. Narry's University, with the description of "Teaching Building" written in Narry's words next to it.

When the last stroke was finished, Jasmine slowly closed the notebook, a faint magical glow echoing across the notebook and finally fell silent again, she glanced at the time, and the light in the bedding went out and got up.

She still has classes at half past eight in the morning, and now it's early at seven o'clock, so it's just right to get up and wash.

In the bedroom, Isabelle, who slept opposite Jasmine, slept quietly, with her beautiful long blonde hair scented on the bed, although she had studied it many times, Jasmine still liked Isabel's beautiful long hair, and she was also very kind.

As for Mirika, who slept on the other side, her sleeping position was not so "ladylike". I don't know how long the bedding on her body has been kicked away by her, her mouth is slightly open, one hand is on her navel, and the whole person is at a forty-five degree angle to the vertical bed, and I don't know how many times I have turned around at a glance.

"Huh... Priest .. I want to eat meat.."

Jasmine smiled slightly, helped her put on the fallen futon, and then went to the bathroom to start washing, she looked at herself in the mirror, and lifted her hair a little, as if after making sure that there was nothing unusual, she began to wash her cheeks with water.

The cool water had no salty taste, and strangely enough, the water was obviously dead, but after falling on Jasmine's body, it slid up like a small snake, and fit perfectly on her fair skin, until it disappeared completely, and Jasmine also showed a comfortable expression with this process.

After washing, she walked out of the bathroom like a hibiscus out of water, wiping her fair skin, but just saw Isabel yawning sitting in the living room in a daze, looking not fully awake, even the long silky blonde hair had several strands of hair, looking suspicious of life.

"Early... I was so sleepy, I knew I wouldn't take my morning class, and it was so painful to wake up. ”

"Good morning, Isabel."

The campus of St. Nari University had begun to recover, and with the birds chirping together on the branches outside, Jasmine could already hear the many students outside the dorm doors coming out, and they had to hurry up.

While going back to the bedroom to change clothes, they called out to Mirika, who was holding the futon and gnawing on the bedding, and when the lights came on, they also walked out of the dormitory full of energy.

In the morning, all three girls had classes, and today was the first day of the fall semester, and Jasmine and Isabel were both in the same class at the Academy of Magic, and only Mirika, a fellow from the Art Academy, had to go to another school building to attend classes. Hearing that she had also taken a literature course, Isabel was worried that it would be too much of a burden, after all, she had several other science and engineering courses.

"Come on ladies, don't leave when class is over, I'll come to you! I want to meet Mr. Fisher! ”

After breakfast, they parted in front of the teaching building, Mirika waved her hand and ran away, Jasmine in place waved goodbye to her back cutely, but was pulled up by Isabel next to her.

"It's going to be late, don't say hello!"

Walking to the door of the lecture hall where the class was about to be held, Isabel took a deep breath and withdrew the casual expression on her face, the royal family must always be in good condition in front of the public, which is also a compulsory course for members of the royal family. Sure enough, as soon as Isabel entered the classroom, many students looked at her,

"Her Highness Isabel."

"Your Highness!"

Isabel waved kindly to her classmates in the back, and then sat at the front of the classroom with Jasmine. As soon as she sat down, Isabel sighed quietly, if it wasn't necessary, she didn't want to sit in the front, this kind of position close to the professor was easy to get shot, in case the professor couldn't answer the question or something, it wouldn't be fun.

However, many professors know that they are members of the royal family, and they are generally not sure that they will not ask Isabel questions, otherwise it will not be fun if the princess loses face.

Jasmine smiled and piled a stack of books on the table, seeing that all of them were recommended reading lists written by Professor Fisher, so that Isabel couldn't complain, who told her roommate to work so hard, many of her homework last semester were copied from her...

Just when Isabel's eyes were just looking at Jasmine, a gentleman in a suit and holding a cane suddenly appeared at the door, the man who could still be called a little bit in the eyes of the royal family always had a touch of coldness on his face, he didn't look at the students in the classroom, but just tapped the ground with his cane, attracting the attention of all the students.

"Class."

This is the opening remarks of the first class of the professor who is extremely young, although it is simple but extremely effective, many female students who are dozing off in the back row look at the handsome gentleman's eyes lit up, and subconsciously hold the pen in their hands to take notes.

Fisher hung his cane and gentleman's hat on the coat rack next to the podium, holding only a list of students and notes in his hand, and Isabel did not see anything resembling a lesson plan in his hand.

The time was almost up, and Fisher straightened his sleeve and pulled out a piece of chalk from the podium.

"I'm the professor who served as the Fundamentals of Magic for the fall semester, and my name is Fisher Benavides."

He didn't write anything, his gaze swept over all the students below, obviously his words did not fluctuate, but he always gave all students a full sense of oppression.

"As is customary, the first class will give you a general introduction to the professor's teaching style and the grading of the lesson, but this will only take up a small part of the lesson, and after a quick introduction, I will start teaching..."

As soon as these words came out, many of the students below were in an uproar, obviously very dissatisfied with Fisher's approach. Traditionally, the first lecture of the University of St. Narri's curriculum is only an overview of the syllabus and an introduction to the professor, and it will not be a substantive class.

"This course..."

"Professor Fisher, as is customary, the first class is not substantive, because students need to be unaware of the content of the course, and it is not fair to them if there are students who add classes and withdraw from the class later."

Feeling the substantial gaze of the classmates behind her, Isabel opened her mouth to Fisher like this, and all the classmates after saying this nodded approvingly, and cast an appreciative look at Isabel who dared to speak.

Fisher's expression did not change, but his eyes were slightly cold, he looked at Isabel who interrupted his speech, the substantial sense of oppression made Isabel instantly fidget, and after hesitating for a second or two, she still stood up, which was a habit of formal speech.

Fisher folded the chalk in his hand in half and waited for her words to finish before he spoke lightly,

"First, Introduction to the Fundamentals of Magic is a compulsory course in the first year of the Academy of Magic, and in the case of a shortage of teachers, it is the course capacity strictly formulated by the principal according to the number of students, and theoretically there will be no additional classes and withdrawals, unless he drops out or changes to another college."

Fisher's words were neither fast nor slow, the voice was just enough for Isabel to hear clearly, but the more she did this, the more uncomfortable she felt, and even the classmates who had just coaxed her were already frightened and silenced by Fisher's words, glad that it was the princess who stood up just now instead of herself, otherwise she would definitely be scared now.

"Second, the reason for your heckling is not really because of school conventions, but because you don't want to get into the middle of the semester quickly. If you could, you'd prefer not to attend classes for an entire semester, and as a professor, I can't agree with your reasons for refusing to attend classes, so I'm ignoring them. ”

"Third, I hate it when people interrupt me, especially in class. You have to raise your hand if you have any opinions, and if there is a next time, I will expel you from my class, and you can go back and make up for it. ”

Isabel pursed her lips, the expression on her face trembled a few times in the face of Fisher's coldness, and then nodded and sat down, although her appearance still maintained a fragile calm, but in fact her legs began to tremble slightly.

Because as a member of the royal family, she needs to be calm, otherwise she will definitely cry... Fortunately, Jasmine next to her took her hand with her small hand to keep her from being so uncomfortable, and she took several deep breaths to ease up.

“... I see, sorry. ”

The students in the back were already so frightened that they shrank back, and they regretted taking this professor's class very much, and they had already chosen another professor's Introduction to the Fundamentals of Magic...

No, you have to find someone to change classes after class, and you will definitely die under this professor!

Seeing Isabel sit down, Fisher paused for a second before adding,

"There are three grading criteria for this course: 20 percent of the weekly assignments, 30 percent of the midterm exams, and half of the final exams. In other words, your GPA will be given strictly according to the quantification, and there will be no influence from class participation scores and subjective factors, if you want to sleep lazily, you can not come to class, which will not have any impact on your score. ”

"I don't follow the path of gentle teaching, so any non-compliance can incur demerit points, such as late submission of assignments and academic dishonesty, which can be punished very severely. This is very important because if your assignment is found to be plagiarized, the assignment will be counted as a zero score, and if any form of cheating is found in the exam, the course will be irretrievably failed without any chance of defense. ”

"Alright, that's all I have to say, now I'm going to start the official class."

By the end, Fisher had turned his head and chalked the title of the first chapter of the course on the blackboard,

[Chapter 1: The Nature of Magic].

With this pen, his coldness finally retreated a little, and with it his first teaching about the lesson,

"'Magic is not a miracle of luck, but a rigorous building', this is what my teacher taught me when I first learned magic, and I am giving it to you now. I hope that you will be able to look at the content of your studies with the utmost rigor and appreciate the magnificence of magic. ”

Isabel opened her mouth, grasped the pen in her hand, and forced herself to quickly enter the learning mode.