There was silence in the psychic classroom.

Students patiently draw on paper.

Some people drew their tablemates, and some people drew black amber teachers on the podium.

"Professor, take the liberty of asking, why does the Dementorship be released in the form of a painting?" Russell finally couldn't help but ask.

"Tomorrow you will understand the principle of sympathetic witchcraft, and you will probably understand that this uses the occult connection between the portrait and the deity." Professor Black Amber explained.

Russell smiled slightly awkwardly:

"Uh, Professor, I just wanted to ask, in the heat of battle, is there really a chance that we can paint portraits of each other?"

"Kids, a good spell doesn't have to be used in battle. Just using spells for combat is quite narrow. Black Amber explained.

No, the professor just said that in a fierce battle, even if you just make the opponent lose his mind for a few seconds, it will definitely affect the battle situation...... Russell forcibly suppressed his desire to refute.

After practicing his drawing skills all day, Russell couldn't help it.

Mainly, he found out that he could only draw stickmen.

And the two people in front, Black Feather and Nocturne, are painted so vividly.

Although Russell didn't know what the use of spending half an hour to paint a picture, the moment the painting was finished, it would make the opponent lose his mind for a second or two.

In the evening, after school.

In the classroom where everyone else was gone, as the sun set, Russell asked Professor Black Amber:

"Is there a way to make the conditions for this spell a little easier?"

"Yes, throughout history, there have been many spellcasters who have unleashed Soul Dementorship by shouting the names of their enemies. In East Asia, there was a popular sorcery called the soul, and the same is true for it. Black Amber said.

Zhang Guifang's "name and fall" in "Romance of the Gods"? Russell was just about to be happy, and Black Amber added:

"Child, but at your current level, you can't terrorize the soul of your enemies with words and names alone."

Russell was not too disappointed and thought differently:

"Am I not a magical genius who can transform extraordinary abilities? Is it possible to make improvements to the cast conditions of this spell to make it more useful? Even if only I can cast this modified version of the spell. ”

"It's possible." Professor Black Amber approved of Russell's idea, "Tomorrow the principles of witchcraft class will begin. Once you understand how the spell works, there is a good chance that you will be able to improve the spell's release conditions with your talent. ”

Russell thanked Black Amber and nodded with a smile.

Speaking of which, Professor Black Amber said again:

"Your teacher of the principles of witchcraft class is an expert in the Department of Mind and Illusion. If you have a question about the mind and illusions, you can ask him. ”

Russell froze.

The abnormal physique of the "man in the play" on his body may be in the realm of mind and illusion!

Thinking of this, Russell looked forward to tomorrow's Wizardry Principles class.

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The next day.

The blue sky is blue, the white clouds are white, and the golden sunlight is sprinkled on the teaching building.

Today, Year 1 students had their first lesson on the principles of witchcraft of the year.

This is Russell's first time taking classes with first-year students from other majors.

In the large classroom, students wearing different styles of black iron badges gathered together and chattered. The badges on their chests highlight their respective professional factions -

Elemental and Energy, Necromantic and Life, Psychic and Illusion, Astrology and Numerology, Transfiguration and Transformation, Earth and Wood Elemental Magic and Supernatural Architectural Engineering.

The boy sitting next to Russell in a delicate little dress was the black feather he had rescued before.

Black Feather whispered to Russell:

"Russell-san, I've been wondering about the nature and principles of magic for a long time, do you know what the principles of witchcraft class will teach?"

"I don't know. I just hope this class isn't going to teach us how to build a spell model, which obviously doesn't fit the art style of our story right now. Russell said calmly.

At this moment, Russell felt a fiery gaze coming from the left.

Turning his head to look, Bai Zheng stared at him and Hei Yu viciously, as if he wanted to swallow the two alive.

"Hello." Russell greeted Shiro with a smile, so angry that the other party almost stood up.

Russell turned his gaze to the location of Nocturne, to see if the other party would show something strange in this large class where students from different majors gathered.

Before the start of class, the first-year students of various majors sat in a large classroom, talking to each other from time to time, waiting for the arrival of the teacher.

The course information did not state who the teacher of this year's Witchcraft Principles class was, and many students were curious.

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