"That's all for this lesson, if you don't understand anything, you can stay and ask questions."

Colin patted the powder left on his finger by the plaster pen and gave instructions to the more than 30 students below him to leave class.

It has to be said that unlike the junior college, in the Higher School of Magic, classroom discipline can still be guaranteed.

On the one hand, Elijah is the best school in the Principality of Banner, and the students who are admitted here can't just come to mess around, not accumulate enough credits, or even graduate, and then the tuition and time for three years will be wasted.

On the other hand, most of the teachers who teach are magicians above the intermediate level, and there are many high-level magicians and even individual big magicians at the professor level.

The teaching model in Ilya is similar to that of other colleges and universities, and there is no concept of classes. The teacher's teaching time and place are announced at the beginning of the semester, and if you want to listen to any teacher's class, you can go by yourself.

Although Colin was solemnly invited by the academy, he was still a very unfamiliar professor to the students, and he could only find three papers on the history of magic, and he was almost the same age as the students, so naturally not many people would take his class.

Compared to a normal class of 100 people, Professor Cohen Snape only had more than a dozen people to attend the lecture at the beginning, which is pitiful.

However, Colin was not worried, and continued to lecture according to his predetermined syllabus, and after a few times, the number of people had slowly climbed to more than 30, which was still deserted, but it was a good sign.

What's more, his energy is still mainly focused on three topics.

As in the previous classes, no one came to ask questions after class, and Colin and the others were almost gone, and they were ready to pack up and leave.

"Mr. Snape." A lanky student walked up to the podium.

"What's the problem?"

"I'm not asking a question, I'm thinking, I hope you can approve me to join your group."

After hearing this, Colin raised his head to look at the student, a very ordinary-looking boy who looked about the same age as himself.

The three projects he has in hand cannot be completed by himself, and the biggest source of assistants recruited is, of course, students in school.

In accordance with Colin's request, the academy finally gave him a place of 21 people, and the recruitment announcement and information about the project were also posted on the college's bulletin board.

Because of the credit award, the recruitment went quite smoothly.

According to the regulations, students who join the professor's research group, even if there are no results in the end, there will be a certain guaranteed credit award, and if there are results, the entire research group will be given a credit according to the situation, and the professor will allocate it to each assistant at his own discretion.

Colin had already recruited seven or eight people in two days, and this was still the result of screening.

"What's your name?" Colin asked.

"Harold, my name is Harold, sir." The boy replied immediately.

"Okay, Harold, I have three projects, which one would you like to join?"

"It's about optimizing the energy conversion efficiency of the Burning Demon Pattern group, and I think I should be able to perform better on this project." Harold clearly came prepared.

"Do you have any experience?"

"No, sir, but I'm interested in it, and I've been thinking and calculating it myself."

"That's good." Colin said: "But I can't give you an answer now, come to my studio tomorrow, you and a few other students, I will arrange a test, rest assured, as long as the foundation is solid, even if you have no relevant experience, you can pass." ”

"I'll be there on time."

Harold bowed slightly, then turned to leave.

"Mr. Snape."

Colin heard a familiar voice.

"Hello, Burke, I saw you during class, and it's an honor for you to come to my class." Colin smiled at the first student he knew at the academy, and when he met him on a cargo ship, Neil said that he would soon pass the preliminary exam.

Burke was tall, but somewhat shy.

Ever since he learned of Cohen Snape's identity at the gate of the academy, he once felt that he was not far from the death of the society, but after really learning about the resume of this peer, he let go of his baggage.

The gap is too big, and even jealousy can't rise, so naturally there is no need to worry about losing face in front of others.

When Burke heard this, he hurriedly said: "It is my honor, Mr. Snape, that your lectures are better than the others, and I believe that in a few months, I will need to compete with others for seats." ”

"Promise your good words."

Colin smiled, "Do you have anything to do with me?" ”

"I would also like to join your group." Burke showed his intentions.

"Oh?" Not too surprised, Colin asked, "Which one would you like to join?" ”

"To be honest, I don't have anything I'm particularly good at, so please give me a random assignment." Burke's statement is similar to that of most students who come to apply.

"Your strength should be fine, but for the sake of fairness, you also have to take the test, as for which topic to choose, just decide after the test, how about it?"

"Of course, that's as it should be."

"You should have heard the time and place when I first told Harold."

"Yes, sir."

"See you tomorrow, then."

"See you tomorrow, sir."

……

……

"Tuk-tuk."

"Please come in."

Harold pushed the door in.

"Teacher."

"Is there anything wrong, Harold?" In the office, a gray-haired old man looked up at his students.

"I joined Mr. Snape's group." Harold Road.

"Nonsense!"

Iris a professor at the Ilya Academy of Magic, former head of the Burning Demon Pattern Group, and a high-level mage, frowned and said, "Do you know what you're doing? ”

"Teacher, I don't mean anything, I just want to see if this Mr. Snape is as powerful as the legend, not only took on the subject that you know how difficult it is, but also took three at a time, and now there are rumors in the school that he is too arrogant."

"It's none of my business what others say, but your behavior makes people find out, and even my face is lost."

"No, teacher, no one knows about our relationship, and Mr. Snape has found out at most that I have been in your group, which is my advantage."

Harold didn't wait for the teacher to refute, and then took out a piece of paper: "I just passed the test today, and Mr. Snape gave us the task of going to the library to find materials to study on our own according to the book list he gave. ”

Iris didn't want to see it, but eventually curiosity overrode pride. Not to mention that it is just a list of books that can be easily obtained from the library, and it is not an academic secret.

He picked up the ordinary paper that the student had placed on the table.

After a quick glance.

"The Cheverell formula?" Iris's brow furrowed for a moment.

Half a day.

"Maybe I'm really old." The old man, who still couldn't see the doorway, sighed heavily.

(End of chapter)