Spell weaving and spellcasting norms, which had long been scheduled for the morning classes on the curriculum, could only be described as boring for Lizzie.

Spell weaving is probably an interesting course for most apprentices, as Discar is always able to explain complex spell theories in a simple way. But in the eyes of Liqi, who had been familiar with this knowledge for a long time, it was just a boring interpretation. Simplifying the content and explaining it in an easy-to-understand way may be a good way to educate, but it is instructively off.

A lively class atmosphere is better than a dull one, but when Lizzie wants to lie on the table and adjust her body, this slightly noisy class is not very pleasant. Disca, in particular, always likes to point out the silent apprentices to answer questions, which makes it difficult for Lizzie's rest plan to implement.

"Spell weaving is quite a complex job, and the most important point in this work is that it is necessary to make sure that each spell structure is connected to each other, and at the same time, it is necessary to ensure that there is no mistake in filling the Rubik's Cube. Otherwise...... I don't think you want the air mass you use to keep you warm and set your head on fire, do you?"

The content of this lesson is some safety rules in spell weaving, and apprentices who have not actually used complex spells can easily miss when weaving spell structures, which can lead to all kinds of trouble. However, the apprentices of the theory department are not good at magic, so they can only cause much trouble.

The academy records that an apprentice from the Elemental Department once accidentally ignited the materials used for experimentation, which eventually led to a tragedy in which all the apprentices in a building took emergency refuge. And the apprentices of the Department of Theory ...... Even if they really want to make some big news, they are often powerless.

So the discar analogy is also appropriate.

Watching him stand on the podium and perform the "Wrong Counterexample of Spell Weaving" in an exaggerated manner, Lizzie, who was too lazy to comment on his comedian-like demeanor, did not care about the gaze of the people around her, and indulged herself to lie on the table without manners, so that her consciousness could be rested for a while.

As her thoughts faded away, Lizzie was left with a dull pair of eyes staring at the classroom scenery. Disca's mouth was open and closed, and his hands were dancing in an exaggerated performance. Lizzie, whose head had become dull, couldn't tell what he was talking about.

The vision became unusual, and shattered fragments flashed in the corners of the afterglow, and the old building was littered with crushed afterimages. The black specks evaporated like dust, and then fell into the corners of the classroom in a haphazard manner. These are "powders" that do not exist in the physical world, and even if you try to touch them with your fingers, you can only shake them weakly in the air through these debris.

The electromagnetic noise-like sound is indistinct into the ears, even if you cover your ears, it will not help. The classroom, which should have been nothing but the chatter of Disca and the chuckles of his fellow apprentices, was like a city to Lizzie's ears. The shouting cry was far away in the sky, as thin as a mosquito, but close to the ears - a noise that could not be waved away passed over the ears and reverberated directly in the brain.

It's just a little distraction, and the symptoms of the mismatch between the soul and the body seem to become more severe, and it's difficult to even want to rest for a while. Thinking that if she fell on her stomach like this again, she might cause another phenomenon of the ghost body detaching if she didn't pay attention to it, and Lizzie reluctantly sat up with her face propped up.

Disca, who was still dancing on stage, did not notice the fact that Lizzie was distracted sitting in the corner, as he seemed to have just performed what he called "making a radiator for heating and setting his head on fire". At this time, a small ball of improvised water was curled up by the low temperature flames, and a burning smell came from the head, causing the apprentices to snicker.

Although his words and deeds are unreliable, he does have two brushes in terms of magic attainments.

After straightening out a small piece of his scorched head, he suddenly said, "In addition to the 'spell risk caused by one's own mistakes' mentioned in our class, there are still many places that need to be vigilant when encountering spells in daily life. For that - I'm afraid you don't know enough about dealing with spell risks. ”

Diskar shook his finger slightly, and a compound Rubik's Cube appeared in his hand, sweeping away the traces of the spell as his fingers moved. Where his fingers swept, both the spare scratch paper that had been wet with the water mass and the chalk that he had accidentally stepped on were restored to their original shapes.

At most, it was time to boil the kettle, and the area around the lectern that he had made a mess in the previous class was as clean as it had been in the morning. After completing this troublesome task, he straightened his clothes briefly, turned his head and continued the conversation he had just talked about.

"No, I'm sorry, I'm a bit inaccurate here - I can't say 'not enough'. He shook his head and denied the words that came out of his mouth a moment ago, "It should be said that 'far from enough', yes, your understanding of the risks caused by spells is far from enough. ”

Someone once said that "important things have to be said twice", but here at Disca, regardless of whether this matter is important or not, he has emphasized it several times just by emphasizing it. Spells are risky techniques after all, especially those that can bring serious consequences if you accidentally take a wrong step. In this regard, Disca, like Professor Donovan, insisted on emphasizing to the apprentices the need to be careful about the risks of possible deposits.

"Let me take a recent incident as an example...... his usual casual tone suddenly changed to a serious one, making it difficult for people to accept such a transformation for a while, "You must have all heard about what happened in the open space near the art building last night, right?"

I thought he was going to say something cliché, but as soon as he mentioned the phrase "Art Building", the reaction of the whole class of apprentices suddenly became enthusiastic. Except for a few apprentices who were incomprehensible and confused, most of the people in the class were suddenly interested.

They weren't interested in what Disca wanted to teach about the incident, they just wanted to find out clues about the incident from him in order to satisfy their curiosity. As for what this matter had to do with spell risk, they didn't care.

The academy didn't give a gag order to the apprentices who had been to the spell explosion sites around the art building before, but at the level of those apprentices, they couldn't tell what was going on there. In addition, the academy was silent about the results of the investigation, and the final result was that this originally insignificant matter gradually evolved into a rumor that could almost be said to have nothing to do with the original after a large number of apprentices passed on by word of mouth.

Believe it or not, this rumor has gradually spread. Even if the school said on the surface that the torrent of light that shone in the air was a magic reality that was not dangerous, many apprentices were willing to believe that the rumors told about things that normal people thought were impossible at all were "facts".

They value the entertainment of the event more than the real thing.

"As you know, there was a slight anomaly around the art building - it didn't cause much danger at the time, but it attracted a lot of onlookers. However, Discar obviously did not intend to accompany them in this matter, but said in a rare manner, "You know, the spell anomaly only blew some turf away at the time, but you young people are not worried about the hidden dangers at all...... What if this is a two-stage explosion, and the second explosion is powerful enough to blow up the art building?"

No, I'm not going to set such a trap......

As the initiator of that explosion, Lizzie really couldn't cry or laugh. I have to say that Disca's worries are justified, if it is not her who caused the explosion, but the outlaws who deliberately want to attack the academy, as long as a two-stage explosion trap is set up, those apprentices who gather at the scene will become victims.

Growing up in peacetime, these young sorcerers were not well equipped for combat, lacking the necessary vigilance to deal with danger and a lack of emergency response to sudden events.

It is rare for Disca to tell his apprentices the right way in such a serious way, and even if he now begins to teach in his own style again, it does not negate the qualities he should have as an instructor. Lizzie suddenly remembered that after she made a big explosion, the first teacher to arrive at the scene seemed to be Disca. He dutifully maintained order around the site, allowing apprentices who were too close to leave the site.

The first class was over, and many students chased after Disca, chattering with him about what happened that night. Rarely undisturbed, Lizzie was finally able to rest—and by the time she was woken up by the class bell, it had been a long time.

Standing on the podium was a thin old woman, even thinner than the slightly malnourished Lizzie, almost skinny. Wrapped in a simple wizard's robe, she is indeed an old witch who only appears in fairy tales, as Jon describes her.

She didn't call names, but counted the number of people sitting in the classroom with her dry hand and began to lecture in a flat tone. The Spellcasting Specification class is not about teaching students how to cast spells, but rather telling them which spells they can't use and why.

But after listening for a while, Lizzie understood why all the apprentices in the class had a lethargic expression. This "old witch" is completely reading from the book, and the textbook is all about some common sense and laws and regulations that needless to say.

After the entire lesson, Lizzie didn't remember the "spellcasting norms" taught in this class. The only thing that made some impression of her, an old woman named Hull, was probably that she seemed to have made an appointment with Disca, and dissected the "Art House Incident" from another angle.

Just when she wanted to take advantage of the time when her apprentices were in the cafeteria to adjust their bodies, Jon suddenly came to her side: "Leonster, do you have time? I have something to tell you." ”

She was a little confused, Jon usually added a salutation out of politeness when he called her, and then he didn't know why he suddenly changed his tone. Seeing that his face was anxious, and his eyes were a little uneasy, as if he had forgotten his etiquette because he was too anxious.

Why is it that her plan to rest for today is always interrupted?, Lizzie looked up helplessly.

But instead of refusing, she nodded her head in agreement, and she wondered what Jon had to say to herself—it should be important, or it wouldn't have made him seem so rushed.

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