In order not to dampen his enthusiasm for this class, Alan had already said it quite tactfully, but after Allen's words, it was still like a basin of cold water, pouring it from beginning to end, rinsing away all of Rare's original beautiful vision.

Alan glanced at his expression, which was already full of sadness, so he smiled and stopped talking.

The two of them made their way back to their rooms and took a nap until the clock struck two o'clock before they set off with Ian to the Mixing Tower.

Nothing to say all the way.

But when they came to the mixing tower, and as soon as they stood still in a corner to the south, they found that Ivan had arrived early, and was pacing slowly with his head bowed by one of the stairs, as if thinking about something.

Ian seemed to have something to say, but just as he wanted to walk over, he was suddenly pulled by Alan.

Allen's eyes were fixed in the other direction. Ian also looked curiously at his line of sight, and found two well-dressed boys walking towards Ivan, and Ivan quickly greeted him when he saw it, and talked to them intimately.

"I know that person. Rare pointed to one of the tall, pigtailed boys and said, "It's George Vervadola." ”

"How do you know?" asked Allen.

"He stood up and nodded to the professor during Professor Tubourne's roll call in the morning, and he replied very loudly, so I remember it clearly. ”

Judging by his outfit, eighty percent is the heir of the Vrvadora family. Alan looked at George carefully.

"Heirs, are the Vrvadora family quite big?"

"Did you forget? Professor Stubone told us that it was the family that cultivated these strange flowers in the Garden of the Four Seasons. ”

"Wow, that's a big family!" Riel exclaimed quietly, and then his face changed, and he sensed that something was wrong, "But no, such a person with a head and a face, they should live on the second or third floor...... We're on the fourth floor, how could Ivan know them?"

"I don't know. Alan shook his head, and continued to watch every move on the other side thoughtfully.

As he spoke, Alan suddenly saw another figure walking briskly over there.

Alan fixed his eyes and was secretly taken aback, it was none other than Zach Bilber.

Little Bilber and George seemed to know each other very well, and after they met, they exchanged pleasantries for a while, saying some flattering words to each other.

At first, little Bilber didn't see who was talking to little Vervadora, and when he found out that it was Ivan, he was stunned for a moment, and then Alan saw that little Bilber actually smiled and stretched out his hand to Ivan. On the other hand, little Vervadora did not notice anything unusual, and was very enthusiastic to introduce little Bilber to Ivan. Ivan looked a little reluctant and embarrassed, but for the sake of face, he shook hands with little Bilber.

"Oh my God, what is he doing!" Rare exclaimed at the sight of this, unable to believe what he was seeing, "He's shaking hands with little Bilber!"

Alan was also surprised, but he remained calm and calm.

"Alan, do you see it? He's shaking hands with little Bilber!" Rare couldn't calm down, and pointed over and yelled at Alan, "Shake hands with the enemy!"

Fortunately, it was dim where they were, and little Bilber, though he seemed to have heard something, looked back and didn't notice them.

"Shhhhh Alan patted him on the shoulder and motioned for him to calm down, "Don't make a noise yet, and ask him what's going on when I get back in the evening...... Maybe he has something he can't say. ”

Ian never spoke, just sighed and looked at the other side with a worried expression.

Ivan and the other three chatted for a while before walking up one of the stairs, followed by Alan, Riel, and Ian.

"You're really quite talented in planting and nurturing!" Alan faintly heard little Vervadora say to Ivan, "There are not many people who can summarize these into patterns, and I have never heard anyone outside of our family speak in such detail and incisively. ”

Ivan was very modest: "Where, where, I don't have any talent, I just took a little time to sum up the experience." ”

"Don't be so modest, man, I think you're quite a talented guy. Little Bilber was relatively short, and the crowd blocked him, but his voice still came clearly: "I laughed at you because of your background before, I apologize to you, and sure enough, you can't look good!"

Alan was taken aback when he heard this, he couldn't believe his ears, and muttered a little in his heart: "Little Bilber is apologizing to Ivan!?"

"No, it's okay, it's okay!" Ivan was obviously a little flattered, and hurriedly said, "It's already my honor to meet a lowly person like me!"

Riel couldn't help but hear this, and wanted to rush over and ask him what was going on, because in his eyes it was a naked betrayal.

But fortunately, Alan had already taken precautions, grabbed him in time, and motioned for him to look at the door of the classroom.

Only then did Riel realize that Room 202 was already in sight, and an old man in a robe stood at the door. He was of medium height, his hair had almost fallen out, he had a gray beard on his face, and his small eyes were watching every student who entered the classroom.

"This should be Professor Meyer Rochel. Alan whispered. At the welcome dinner on the night of admission, he had met the little old man.

Riel then forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart. After all, it's still the score that matters.

"Hello professor. He was greeted by every student who entered the classroom.

Professor Rochelle nodded in response.

"Good afternoon, Professor. Alan also greeted Professor Rochelle in the same way as the previous students.

Professor Rochelle, on the other hand, nodded and whispered to himself, "Well, the number of people is just right, it seems that there is no need to name names." Then he walked into the classroom and closed the door.

Alan and the three of them were the last to enter the classroom, and there was only one corner left empty, so they had to walk over.

However, when Alan and the others passed by little Bilber, little Bilber didn't say anything in a rare way, just glanced up at them.

This made Alan somewhat strange, and according to the character and conduct of Little Stewart and Little Bilber, this was really a little too abnormal.

But before he had time to think about it, Professor Rochel's voice had already sounded: "Good afternoon, students, I'm the professor of magic in the space-time department, Mayer Rochel. For the next three years, I will impart to you all the theoretical knowledge and spell-casting details of this course. Hopefully we can spend a happy and short three years together. ”

"Wow. There was a polite round of applause in the classroom.

"I'm a person who cherishes time like gold, let's skip the note-calling link that doesn't mean much, and let's slowly get to know each other in the process of getting along in the future. Professor Rochelle said simply, "Let's start your first lesson in space-time magic. ”

"First of all, I would like to explain to you the special nature of this course. Professor Rochelle turned around and wrote the words "space-time magic" on the blackboard, "Space-time magic is the most profound, difficult to understand, difficult to master, but the most wonderful and useful type of magic of all magic categories. Unlike elemental magic, which is more aggressive, and healing magic, space-time magic does not have the ability to directly damage or repair human bodies or objects, but it has a unique and irreplaceable effect. It doesn't turn back time, but it slows down the passage of time around your environment, it doesn't allow you to move freely between Crivary and Monteroda, but it helps you get from bed to classroom when you're about to be late—if you're allowed to, of course. ”

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom. It can be seen that Professor Rochel's way of lecturing is not rigid.

"Teaching you how to use time and space wisely, that's what this course is all about. Professor Rochelle smiled and said, "Next, please turn to the first chapter of the textbook, "The Basic Classification of Space-Time Magic." ”

"Today we don't have any practical content, it's all theoretical knowledge. Only by keeping you fully informed about all the relevant content will you be able to maximize your chances of success in using this magic. He turned around and wrote the title of the chapter on the blackboard, and then asked, "So, did any of the students who had previewed this chapter in advance volunteer to help me explain to everyone what are the basic types of space-time magic?"

The question was so simple that a large number of hands were raised in the classroom in an instant.

You answer. Professor Rochelle pointed his wand at a man in the front row.

Alan looked over and saw that it was Ivan who stood up.

"Space-time magic can be simply divided into two categories - temporal magic and spatial magic. ”

"Plus five points. Professor Rochelle said quickly, "Name?"

"Ivan Lavin. ”

"Very well, please be seated. Professor Rochelle nodded in satisfaction, "It seems that this question is not difficult, you all know the answer." Then I'm going to make the next question more difficult: can anyone elaborate on the characteristics of time magic and space magic?"

As soon as Professor Rochelle's words fell, a large number of hands were raised in the classroom.

"Oh, well done, lad, it's still you. Professor Rochelle pointed at Ivan.

"Damn, we should have come in and sat in the front row earlier. Riel looked unhappy.

"No way, it's a simple question to see who raises their hand fast. Alan shrugged, "Be patient." ”

"Both time magic and space magic have the characteristics of huge power consumption, long spell casting time, and long spell chanting time, but the difference is that time magic also lasts for a long time, while space magic happens in an instant. ”

"Mmmmmm Professor Rochelle looked satisfied, "Then, Ivan Lavin, add five more points!"