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Absolutely not! "

As if to cheer himself up, he whispered to himself in a firm tone.

"what?"

The fat wizard had just recovered from his anger when he heard the young public fee student muttering to himself, first showing a trace of daze, and then his face gradually became ugly: "Don't you think what I said is wrong? Beta Town Post is not a villain? "

"Absolutely not!"

Zheng Qing hurriedly denied it, repeated those bad words again, and immediately found that the conversation between the two seemed to have fallen into some kind of weird misunderstanding. After a pause, he explained in a remedial tone: "I mean, The Betatown Post is a shameless villain!...I was just talking about something else..."

The stick figure behind the door called out at the right time, "Old Yao has turned the corner of the corridor with his pipe", interrupting the fat wizard's questioning, and the young public student could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

When he regained his senses, he realized that the first class on Monday was Lao Yao's curse class, his face lost the color again, and the breath of relief he had just released was back in his stomach in a blink of an eye.

boom!

The classroom door was pushed open with great force, and the magic spell professor, as always, strode onto the podium. In the hall, the young public fee student couldn't help thinking of the huge slap that covered the sky in his dream, and shuddered subconsciously.

"Attend class!"

The professor swung his forearm vigorously, threw the lecture notes in his hand on the lecture table, hooked his fingers, four or five pieces of chalk rushed out of the paper box, and happily went to the blackboard to realize the value. All the squeaks of writing.

""Believe" is a concept in the field of occult, with powerful and magical powers. "

Lao Yao folded his arms and started the lecture without hesitation, but the content had nothing to do with the magic spell, and the young wizards in the audience were dazed: "...This magic power can make people turn a blind eye, hear it without hearing it, and distort reality. , maintain a false and reliable balance, and can even tamper with history and obscure the truth on the timeline. But at the same time, it is a very fragile force. If you doubt it, it will flicker; if you don't believe it, it will collapse."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zheng Qing felt that when he said this, the professor on the stage glanced at him calmly, his eyes seemed a bit meaningful.

He subconsciously associated this concept with his dream last night. But before he could sort things out, the professor on the stage changed the subject and talked about last night's class meeting:

"...Last night's class meeting, I reminded you that January 4th is the final exam, and today is November 30th. There are not too many or not too many, and there are exactly five weeks left. Is there much time? A lot, enough for you to go through all the textbooks for this semester; a little? Very little, a slightly more complicated magic experiment may take more than five weeks of preparation."

"What do I mean by this? I mean, no matter what your current grades are, you should believe in yourself and be able to create your own miracles. With this firm belief, you can make full use of the power of magic. This It is a relationship that complements and complements each other. Four years of college, eight final exams, and the third time is soon. Your college life is about to end in half, and I believe that every classmate does not want to get the final exam. It's a graduation certificate..."

"Now open the textbook, open the eighty-seventh page of "Standard Spells", and we continue to discuss the nineteen summoning spells of Enoch magic under the Solomon system of magic, and how to understand Hebrew and Latin for this system different interpretations of…”

Before he finished speaking, the crunching writing on the blackboard stopped abruptly. The large layout is covered with dense incantations, incantations and interpretation elements.

The fingernail-sized remnants of chalk shake off dust, slide in an elegant arc in mid-air, and return contentedly to their carton.

Zheng Qing listened to the endless talk of the professor on the podium, and flipped through the textbook in front of him a little upset, but all kinds of thoughts were rolling in his mind.

For a while, he felt that the professor on the podium had a malicious look in his eyes. Maybe he had already read today's "Beta Town Post" and was holding his mind to clean up himself; for a while, he felt that Lao Yao's so-called "belief" was very reasonable. , it seems that as long as he "does not believe" in the dream last night, he will not be at risk; after thinking about it again, he feels that he should "believe" in the omens of last night and cannot simply classify it as an ordinary dream.

Several thoughts are of the same origin but very different, as if several knights in various armors are wielding spears and halberds to entangle and kill on the battlefield, and they can't tell the winner.

Occasionally, when he was looking at the blackboard, the screen was full of intricate incantations and spells, dazzling the eyes, superimposed on the upcoming final exam, making people breathless.

The only thing Zheng Qing can confirm is that he still has a chance to get rid of last night's suspected "precognitive dream" - halfway through the spell class, the young public student quietly released a paper mouse to the person sitting in the front row. The witch handed over a note, telling her to keep an eye on Li Meng today and not let her run around at night, especially not to go to the cat fruit tree.

As for the reason, the wizard just mentioned that he had a bad dream yesterday, but he did not describe the content of the dream in detail. This slight lack is enough to give the witch the illusion that Li Meng was in danger in Zheng Qing's dream. I believe that in this way, the probability of Li Meng appearing under the cat fruit tree tonight is infinitely close to zero.

As for Lao Yao.

The young public fee student glanced at the legendary sorcerer who was talking on the podium, and touched his ear somewhat reluctantly. At the moment, in addition to hoping that the legendary elder would not have the same knowledge as him, he can only hope that the little green snake in his ear hole will be a little stronger and can resist Lao Yao's irritable slap.

Maybe because of the crowded eyes during the day.

Zheng Qing finally left the classroom of the spell class safely, without turning into a puddle of flesh in front of everyone's eyes. But the power of that report gradually dissipated.

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The front page headline of the Beta Town Post caused an uproar in the academy, and within a short period of time, the small-scale movement that was originally limited to a few academies spread to the entire wizarding world.

The members of the Law and Calligraphy Liberation Association gave up their lunch break, and were excited to distribute leaflets everywhere, reminding the students of Jiuyou College that they should listen to their dean.

Not to mention, this rhetoric has really deceived a lot of new students who have not yet been deeply involved in the world.

In just one day, Zheng Qing observed that there were many more wizards who were inclined to the "Please give me a frog" movement. The frogs on the market were also sold out of stock for a time. Many "good-hearted people" and "warmhearted people" really bought frogs and sent them to the northern district of Beta Town to support the reform movement of the wizards in the northern district with practical actions.

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