Brian put on his top hat and walked out of the Starry Sky Tavern, where three white doves were dangling beside him, very well-behaved.

Coming down the street, he stretched out his hand and hailed a carriage to Carlin Street.

That's where Blake's three little children live, and Brian has been visiting occasionally lately to take care of life, but not for long.

After all, the three Blake have the ability to take care of themselves, and he doesn't have to worry too much.

Not long after, Brian got off Carlin Street, and after paying for the carriage, he knocked on the door of his rented room.

Immediately there were sparse footsteps inside the door, and a little girl in a one-piece dress opened the door, it was Wendy.

When Wendy saw the visitor, a smile appeared on the corner of her small mouth, and she greeted her in a slightly immature voice.

"Good afternoon, Brother Brian!"

After many contacts, the relationship between the two parties has improved a lot, and they are no longer as cautious as strangers.

"You too, good afternoon Wendy." Brian replied with a smile and asked, "Did you have a good meal today?" ”

"Yes, Matt and Black made chicken soup today, and it was delicious!" Wendy opened the door and led Brian in, unconsciously pursing her lips as she talked about the food.

Seeing this, Brian thought of a word Arnold had said - "foodie".

Maybe that's how to describe someone like Wendy......

The room was very clean, all kinds of furniture were placed neatly, and it was obvious that there was frequent cleaning.

Blake and Matt stayed on opposite sides of the room, doing different things, one playing with playing cards on a wooden table, the other exercising and doing push-ups in the open space.

Seeing Brian come in, Blake jumped down from the wooden table and walked towards the former.

On the way, he suddenly grabbed his left hand, and a playing card appeared in his hand out of thin air.

"Wow, Blake, you made it!"

Wendy covered her mouth with her hands, she knew that Blake was practicing the magic tricks taught by Brian's brother, but when she actually saw it, she couldn't help but be surprised.

Brian's expression was stunned, visibly stunned.

He had taught Blake this magic trick, and he knew the joints.

But what he didn't expect was that Blake actually took a few days to learn, and he held it very well, and he didn't see any problems.

Seeing the reaction of the two, Blake straightened his small chest and asked proudly, "How is it?" ”

Seeing that the other party was about to praise me, Brian laughed again.

"You're very talented, better than me."

This is true, if it weren't for the fact that he accidentally became a professional and became a "magician", he might have spent his life dealing with different languages.

Of course, this is not to say that there is anything wrong with the language, but there is some emotion.

Hearing the satisfactory evaluation, Blake quickly took the magician's hand and said excitedly: "Come here, I will also show you several techniques!" ”

"Huh?" Brian was startled, and his body followed, realizing something in a trance.

Could it be that Blake has a good talent?

At this time, Matt finished his workout, made eye contact with Brian, and nodded to each other as a greeting.

Then he walked over to the crowd and watched Blake with the other two.

Blake stood on the edge of the wooden table, and with a flick of his hands, he gathered the cards scattered on it, one by one.

He expertly split the poker in half, cross-shuffling the cards, back and forth several times, and once the cards were bounced out and spun in the air before landing head-on on the table.

It's an ace of spades.

Brian was secretly speechless.

This set of moves may seem simple, but it requires a certain amount of experience and skill, and it is very difficult for a novice who has just learned for a few days.

Immediately afterwards, Blake found the ace of hearts, the ace of clubs, and the ace of squares in the same way.

In the end, though, something went wrong when Blake accidentally popped two cards while playing, but overall it was good.

Blake held the deck with one hand and scratched his head with the other with an embarrassed expression.

"Mistakes, mistakes, I'll do something else."

As he spoke, he flipped the pile of cards face up, and dealt them one by one.

Strangely, no matter how many cards are dealt, the cards on the surface of the pile remain the same.

Brian knows what's going on, and it's a poker technique, abbreviated as "bottoming", which means dealing cards from the bottom up.

While Wendy and Matt were watching the show, Blake made another mistake.

Due to the lack of control of the rhythm, there was a lag when drawing cards, causing the whole deck to collapse.

I made another mistake...... Well, that's right, after all, Blake hasn't studied for a long time, and even if he is talented, he can't finish everything. Learn, should spend time practicing hiding cards,

Thinking about the key point, Brian took the lead in patting Blake on the shoulder, preventing him from feeling sad about his loss and falling into self-doubt.

"It's good to be able to reach this level in a few days, practice more, and I will always teach you until I find a suitable magic teacher."

"Hmm......" Blake replied in silence, silently cleaning up the cards scattered on the table.

Seeing that there was no big problem, Brian glanced at Wendy and Matt left and right.

"I've already done my schooling, I'm going to study at the academy next Monday, are you ready?"

"Hmm!"

The two children nodded, both vaguely excited.

Then Wendy asked curiously, "Which house is it?" ”

Inspector York Smith explained in detail when he helped Brian with this.

"It is a famous enlightenment college in the north of the city, called 'Darry College'."

It is said that it is enlightenment, when students grow up, they will be able to teach the basics, and naturally there are students of Wendy Matt's age.

Brian gave a simple answer, then said:

"Just go with me and know, I'm here today to take you to sign up, so that the teacher knows you, and you know the teacher."

Having packed up their rooms and clothes at will, the four of them walked out of the house, locked the door, and hailed a carriage on the street.

It's a long way from here to Darry College, and it's a waste of time to take three kids with you......

The carriage traveled for about twenty minutes and Darry College arrived.

The gate of the college is large and magnificent, with flower beds and stone stones engraved on it, which is not inferior to Zero College, where Brian studied.

Brian led the three of them forward to the security room by the gate.

The security room was not large, barely large enough for one person, and inside sat an elderly man who was sitting on a wooden recliner in a daze.

When Brian and the others appeared, the old man's body trembled, obviously frightened by the sudden appearance.

After all, today is Saturday, and there will be no one else except for the staff of the academy and some of the students who stayed on campus.