"Why are you all blocking the door?"

"Don't you know that class will be coming soon?"

Lao Yao seemed to appear at the door of the classroom for some reason, with his hands behind his back, looking around, and staring at him. The young wizards who were originally crowded suddenly scattered like birds and beasts, and they all returned to their seats, holding their own books, leaving Zheng Qing and the other two at the door, leaving them at the end.

"I remind you!"

The little man shouted quietly under the simple drawing behind the door, then obediently shut up under Lao Yao's unkind gaze, and knelt in the corner of the blank paper.

On the way back to his seat, Zheng Qing remembered that the incident of Senior Sister Colma and Professor Monteria as vice presidents was Lao Yao who told him and Jiang Yu in the office, and it was not what he said at the regular meeting.

In other words, he just accidentally leaked a secret that is not a secret.

This made him a little upset.

In addition, when he passed by Jiang Yu's table, he felt a little guilty and speeded up slightly. However, before he could sit down, Lao Yao's voice rang behind him.

"Who is the dean of the Fringe College, who is the vice president, do you have a relationship with you?" The dean of Jiuyou College was not angry, but his tone seemed not very happy, which made the young wizards in the classroom silent: "What did I ask you during the regular meeting last night? Downton, tell me!"

The figure, as if it were a big bear, slowly stood up and replied in a deep voice: "You asked us last night the purpose of Jiuyou Academy... The purpose of Jiuyou Academy is equality and justice."

"I just emphasized yesterday that you are asking you to practice 'equality and justice' when performing volunteer services. Before twenty-four hours, you just treat what I say as if you were possessed by a ghost with a tongue... Do you need me to draw a few evil-removing talismans for you and then help you stick them on your forehead?"

Zheng Qing bet that at this moment there must be more than one person in the class yelling in his heart that "need" - after all, it would be too cheap to get the evil-removing talisman drawn by a legendary wizard so easily.

The professor on the podium obviously "read" the thoughts of many young wizards.

"One!"

Lao Yao snorted lightly, as if he wanted to laugh, but forced himself to hold it back, and walked on the podium with a stern face, then slowly spoke again: "The essence of the first university is a place for preaching, receiving careers, and solving doubts. Education can allow those groups on the edge of the alliance to safely integrate into this strange but familiar world at the fastest speed and the most secure way.

Only education can erase old pain, prevent the continuation of hatred, allow the North District Wizards or Gypsy women to have a more independent personality, and regain a better living environment!

I hope this is the last time I hear you discuss this.

I don't want to hear bad words like 'secondary wizard' in my own academy - they have no use except making you seem uneducated!

Now, open your "Standard Mantra·Second Grade 2 of University (Volume 2)". Today we will learn the curse-removing ideas and curse-style structure of the "Anti-Emotional Mantra". You are about to be in your junior year. This mantra is very useful for you to protect yourself..."

Zheng Qing opened the textbook and looked at the above sentence "The scholar can still get rid of it." But he couldn't help but think of the phenomenon of "Fever worship in the North" discussed with his companions during breakfast.

He suddenly felt that the school strengthened the education of wizards in the North District, perhaps seeing the negative effects of fanatic worship, and wanted to alleviate this kind of blind worship from a certain perspective.

Because some students have not arrived at school, and the need to make the young wizards who have just spent the holidays calm, the content of the first class of the school year is not very difficult.

After only half a class, Lao Yao explained the mantra of this new mantra clearly and even talked about several variations. The rest of the time, the students, or two or three, cast and resolve mantras to each other as classroom exercises.

"You shouldn't be in the same group with us."

Fatty Xin held his thick and bulging Dharma book and winked at Zheng Qing: "This spell... you should practice it with the squad leader several times."

"I don't want to be with you either." Zheng Qing looked at the fat wizard in front of him very seriously, and said in a tone: "To be honest, looking at your fat face, I can't release the 'love curse' at all... I felt that before my spell could be released, I committed suicide in my throat."

A dangerous blue intention suddenly appeared on the fat wizard's face, but before he could speak, Dr. Xiao Da next to him was already a little impatient.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Xiao Xiao bent his fingers and kept knocking on his bamboo slips: "It is impossible for the school to allow male witches and witches to practice the love spells between each other in class..."

"Then do they allow male witches to practice between male witches?" Fatty Xin stared at the short male witch with gaze.

Xiao Xiao's expression was stagnant.

"Male witch... and male witch, the risk is smaller after all." He explained reluctantly, and changed the subject: "So, are you two practicing? If you don't practice, I'll ask someone else to form a team!"

"Practice! Practice!"

Zheng Qing nodded quickly, and gave a light pause on the Dharma book, looking at Xiao Xiao: "Then I will release the love-loving curse first, will you release the anti-curse?"

Xiao Xiao nodded with a very small amplitude, slightly widened the distance between the two, and tightened the magic book in his hand.

"Go for leisure, tossing and turning!"

A pink spell light rose from Zheng Qing's brass calligraphy. After a little circling, it rushed straight to Xiao Xiao's face with a fragrant wind, as if it was a rabbit chased by a dog.

"A scholar can still escape from his indulgence!"

A green light rose from the bamboo slips, came first, and easily shattered the pink spell.

Zheng Qing quietly breathed a little relieved, and subconsciously glanced at the witch crowd from the corner of his eyes, but was surprised to find that Liu Feifei was practicing with Li Meng, and he did not see Jiang Yu.

He wanted to take a few more glances, and he heard Xiao Xiao's voice turning the bamboo slips in his ears.

"It's my turn!" The fortune teller of the Yusin Hunting Team cleared his throat and whispered: "Be ready, three, two, one... leisurely, toss and turn!"

After the pink spell light rose from the bamboo slips in his hand, before he could circulate, he was smashed by a sharp clear light on the side. This clear light caught the male witches off guard and looked at where it came from together.

“Oh…”

The fat wizard seemed to be a rooster who was strangled to his neck, making a strange sound in his throat. Then he quickly glanced at his companion beside him and took a small step back quietly.

Xiao Xiao held up his glasses without saying a word.

Zheng Qing felt a little itchy on his back, and he complained in panic that the sunshine outside the window in late winter and early spring was too violent.

There was silence around, and other students who practiced spells stopped, stretched their necks, and looked excitedly at the cold figure slowly walking towards the three male witches.

"Don't use a spell on him casually."

Jiang Yu stopped in front of the three male witches, with a faint expression. He glanced at Xiao Xiao and Fatty Xin casually, paused and emphasized: "...the man is even more irresistible!"

Then she turned to look at Zheng Qing: "Professor Yao has something to look for you, let's go."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the classroom.
Chapter completed!