Maybe it's because the shadow of the predecessors is too rich.

Perhaps it is the highly developed social ecology of wizards.

Or maybe it's just because you're fed all day long and have nothing to do.

In the wizarding world, there is such a group of people.

In their view, magic based on the suffering of other lives is shameful and inferior, and this self-interested and extremely selfish behavior should be eradicated in society as a whole, and good wizards must stand up against this incorrect and evil behavior.

Are demons enemies of wizards?

Yes, but just because they are enemies they can't be crushed and blooded, and even if the demons stew the wizard's baby and brew the wizard's brain, the wizards can't deal with the demons with the same brutality.

"After all, we are wizards, we are good, correct wizards. ”

"You have heard that it was said, 'An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth,' but I say to you that if someone strikes you on the right cheek, he stretches out the left cheek, and that he will take your tunic and his cloak against you...... Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you......"

When he first heard about this group, Zheng Qing had only one adjective in his mind - sick.

Indeed, for young people who have been educated in 'revenge for a gentleman, it is not too late for ten years' and 'to repay grievances with straightforwardness and virtue', this theory of preaching 'extreme moral correctness' is very unattractive and even causes a certain degree of disgust.

After all, the sense of moral superiority cannot be seen or touched, but if someone sucks you in the mouth, and you don't pull it back, you will obviously become a coward in the eyes of everyone and suffer from self-denial.

There's even a special term in the league to describe these 'extremely morally correct' wizards – noble people.

It means that only people who have never felt hopelessness will be flooded.

Zheng Qing did not have this symptom.

He knew the term because not long ago he had been ridiculed by some people for having 'noble syndrome' when he mentioned the issue of elf identity among his friends.

The Fashu Liberation Association is a very well-known loose group of 'noble' wizards.

They spend their days calling out the 'naked spells', hoping that other wizards will abandon the extremely inhumane tool of the Dharma Book and replace it with ancient methods such as hand tricks and seals.

Although they are not very numerous, because they occupy the moral high ground, they will always affect many young wizards who are uncertain - there were some students at First University who refused to use magic books in Charms class, even if this behavior affected their GPA.

Lao Yao's mention of the name of this association in a fierce and critical tone at this moment clearly indicates a certain attitude of his.

Without waiting for the students in the podium to think carefully about his intentions, the professor skipped the 'little extracurricular content' he had just talked about and turned the conversation to the remnants of the previous lessons:

"Now, do you know why you can't cast 'Yuanchen Guardian'?"

The students in the classroom were stunned and shook their heads in unison.

"Still don't understand?!" Lao Yao's brows furrowed into a pimple, and he said in displeasure: "What else is there that you don't understand?...... To cast magic, you need to recite a spell and invoke the spell in the spellbook...... I've just hinted up... You can't cast that spell, what's the reason?"

Zheng Qing compared the detailed explanations of the cases on the "Standard Mantra" word by word, and did not let go of even a single punctuation mark.

Then he confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the spell formula, logic, and conclusion of the spell analysis.

Through him he repeated the incantation:

"Accept the heavens, protect the right life!"

It is almost indistinguishable from the voice of the little man in the textbook.

But the law book was still quiet, and there was not a trace of light for him.

Zheng Qing was at a loss, so he could only raise his head again and look at the professor standing on the podium in confusion.

"Professor, is it because of the problem with the law book?" Li Meng raised his hand and asked worriedly.

"You have to find out for yourselves. Lao Yao shook his head helplessly, his eyes fell on the wooden box next to the lectern, the pipe he was biting was warped, and his tone was a little dissatisfied: "I thought I didn't need to open the box." ”

The students' eyes immediately widened.

Everyone is very curious about what is in this box.

Xin Fat felt that there was a bronze armored corpse stuffed in the box, which was the opponent of practicing spells in this class, and he showed the people around him the colorful peach talisman that glowed in his arms, and swore that this was the manifestation of the peach talisman encountering evil zombies.

Zhang Jixin is a little more cautious, because he has never heard of the precedent of a professor at school bringing zombies into the classroom. Because the box was heavy, he guessed that it might contain some kind of valuable alchemy machinery.

But as the lid was lifted, many let out a sigh of disappointment.

No goblins flying around, no murderous and gloomy zombies, not even the magic house as most people guess (a space rig with a huge interior that can act as a makeshift wizard tower).

It's just an ordinary wooden box, full of books.

To be precise, it is a variety of law books.

"Given your superficial understanding of the Dharma Books, I think you need to pay more attention to this magical tool," Professor Yao said patiently, taking out a small cluster of golden tobacco from his pocket and stuffing it into his pipe, "Exposure to different Dharma Books can effectively improve your ability to communicate with the Dharma Books." ”

"This is essential for the harmony between the spell book and the mantra. ”

Shoved his pipe into his mouth, he took a few heavy puffs of smoke, and the professor continued, "Charms are not the result of great talent, but of patience, care, and faith. ”

You will gradually experience these things in your future studies...... Now, you have to do a new exercise. ”

"Here's your homework for today. ”

"Line up to get a Dharma book and transcribe a binding spell on it...... Is there anyone else who hasn't mastered the Bondage Charm?" the professor asked suddenly, looking up very seriously.

The students shook their heads in unison.

"Very well," the professor nodded in satisfaction, "and then find an opponent and copy a binding spell in his law book." ”

Zheng Qing elbowed Dr. Xiao next to him, but his eyes involuntarily turned to the gypsy witch in front of the right side of the classroom.

He sighed melancholy.

"Finally, after opening your own Dharma book, you will also copy a binding spell. The professor tapped his fingers on the blackboard, and three colors of colored chalk danced happily on it, drawing a three-color chart.

"Each of you needs to use these three different spells and cast the same spell. ”

"I want you to take the nuances seriously...... Feel the difference with your patience and care in the preparation of potions and divination. ”

Then follow the form on the blackboard and carefully fill in and analyze the difference you feel. ”

"Before Wednesday's philosophy class, I would like to receive your analysis. ”

Before walking out of the classroom, Lao Yao suddenly turned around and knocked on the classroom door, attracting the attention of all beings again:

"Well, I have a suggestion...... I recommend that boys look for girls and girls look for boys, preferably with men and women. Because generally speaking, everyone will be more sensitive to the fluctuations of the opposite sex, and it will be easier to make an analysis report. ”

The boys looked at each other with weird smiles on their faces.

Zheng Qingze's eyes lit up, and he immediately shook his spirits, and his eyes quickly looked at the front row of the classroom.

God help me, he shouted in his heart, and dozens of ways to talk to Elena flashed through his mind, even extending to the plan of how to give that dress away.

"Looks like I'm going to need to find another practice opponent. Dr. Xiao's faint voice sounded beside him.

Zheng Qing blinked, squeezing out a hypocritical smile on his face.

Before the eager atmosphere brewing in the classroom exploded, Professor Yao pushed open the door again and reappeared in front of everyone.

"I'm sorry," he squinted, his usual smile on his face, "I almost forgot...... In the afternoon, there is an opening ceremony, which is held in the first hall...... No one is allowed to be late. ”

"Got it!"

"Downton, you and Jiang Yu come to the office with me," the professor beckoned, "I'll tell you about the afternoon's arrangements......"