MTL - Throne of Magical Arcana-v9 Chapter 19 Public class

As the lock is adjusted, the light gradually brightens, and a new day at Heidler Academy of Magic begins.

Danny, who was afraid to sleep or could not sleep, heard the crisp sound of the "bone wall clock" and immediately bounced from the bed, rushed to the bathroom, and shouted loudly, "Sammy, Carl, get up! Mr. Felipe's public class is late, but he can't even enter the door! "

The so-called public class is naturally open to all apprentices, as long as you can grab a spot in the lecture hall.

It is not that Donny didn't want to take the opportunity to be awakened in the middle of the night to go directly to the teaching tower where the lecture hall is located, but he clearly knew that during the time when the "bone wall clock" of the Academic Affairs Tower sounded, except for a few Except for the high-level instructors with authority, no one can approach the three magic towers at the core of the college: one is the teaching tower, the other is the experimental tower, and the third is the educational administration tower.

According to the exchanges with previous seniors and sisters in the past few days, Downey has heard many stories of mages breaking into three magic towers at night and becoming zombie guards.

所以 "So, we didn't cause any movement through the college and it was really just a nightmare ..." Donnie thought silently.

Unconsciously, Carl, who was asleep, sat up confusedly, with an expression of ignorance. After clearing his hair, his jewel-like eyes regained his radiance. Then he jumped out of the bed and knocked on the metal on Sami's bedside. The railing urged him to get up.

Sammy rubbed his head, yawning like he did not remember what happened yesterday. Suddenly, he stunned and patted the ghost behind him with a backhand, a little nervously: "Karl, don't forget to pass the message Go out. "

放 "Rest assured, my memory has always been good," Carl said with a fist, a toothbrush in his mouth, and white foam covering the corners of his mouth.

Donnie finished washing, picked up the notebook he took with him, flipped it, and then patted his head in a sudden realization: "Jones, let's go together."

"You finally remember me." Fat Jones's expression was quite moved, "Sure enough, it still has to be recorded in the notebook before it works."

"Of course." Carl stood in front of the full-length mirror, tidying his shirt, grinning with dissatisfaction, but no matter what weird expression he did, he couldn't get rid of the "beautiful and moving" feeling, "My father once said , Below the higher order, no matter how good the memory is, it is not as good as the "record". "

He put on the magic robe and walked directly out of the bedroom. As he opened the door, he said, "Remember to help me line up."

"No problem." Downey also put on his magic robe.

After watching Carl leave, the bedroom suddenly fell into an unspeakable silence. Both Downey, Sammy and Jones were still worried about the nightmare of last night. If the background revealed by Carl was amazing, they would not be able to even the most basic calm. Succeed.

"Let's go, but you can't hear Mr. Felipe's speech late." In the end, it was Downey who broke this weird silence.

"Okay," said Sami with puffy eyes.

Uh ...

"There are so many people so early?" As soon as he entered the lobby on the first floor of the teaching tower, Downey was shocked by the heat waves and loud noises. There was an entire hour and a half before the start of the public class. People are lined up here!

Looking at the moving head in front, Sammy shook his head and said with a little surprise: "As soon as the 'Bone Wall Clock' sounded, we got up. Why can they be earlier than us?"

"Maybe they didn't brush their teeth and wash their faces. Maybe they did all this before the" bone wall clock "sounded. When they heard the bell, they ran straight to it." As a secret reporter, Jones was also very knowledgeable. Experience.

Sami looked strangely: "Are you?"

打击 Battered Jones was numb and shrugged: "I'm yours ..."

未 Before he finished speaking, he saw that Sami tilted his head indifferently, chatting with the ghost behind him, regardless of who he was! In other words, he didn't think the issue was important.

"Fortunately, we are not bad." Downey, who noted Jones's "grief and indignation," interjected, "The lecture hall can accommodate 500 people, and we can definitely go in now."

"Yeah," Jones said reassuringly, at the cost of nightmares!

After about half an hour, there have been a line of circles outside the lecture hall. There is no space left. The late apprentices and magicians can only look at the crowd with annoyance and persecution. go away.

At this time, Carl came in from the outside, and was obviously startled by the crowd of people in front of him. Then he was quick and brisk, and walked like a fish in the gap of the team, and quickly approached Downey and others.

The apprentices behind Donny saw that Carl intended to cut in, and frowned, but when they were about to reprimand, they saw Carl lifted his head and smiled, "Sorry, my friend helped me line up."

He smiled, with apology and shame, and with pity and gentleness. At that moment, the apprentices' eyes widened and he said indistinctly: "No, it doesn't matter."

Carr then turned and lowered his voice to Donny, Sammy, and Jones: "I have passed the news on, as soon as the afternoon and at the latest tomorrow, we can get the analysis and suggestions of professionals."

"Thank you, Carl," Downey said sincerely.

The four of them did not speak anymore, and each immersed in their own thoughts until the door of the lecture hall opened, and the crowd in front began to flow in order.

Because it was not too late, Carl and Downey and others were in the center of the hall, so they could clearly see the podium in front of them. Outside the door, many magical apprentices and mages without a position stood and tried to listen.

At this moment, the door on the other side squeaked open. A tall and thin man in a long black trench coat with his hands in his pockets came in. He coughed twice, his face was sick, and his expression was extremely indifferent.

"Mr. Felipe is exactly the same as described in the newspaper," Downey whispered.

Felipe does not like to be exposed to the public, so he rarely accepts interviews and invitations for TV news, and prefers to choose newspapers or radio stations.

Carle whispered: "I don't know if his arcane level is the same as described in the newspaper ..."

"You don't know?" Donny asked strangely. With his background, this reputation is so famous that the legendary archmage should be the focus of attention. Alas, why did Mr. Felipe wear only the Arcane Audit Committee? The commissioner badge and the "Pale Hand" badge, don't wear Arcane and magic badges like a normal magician?

Carr shook his head: "I haven't judged his thesis and research results with such a good level of arcane skills, and my brother doesn't like to discuss his affairs, but he must be so good to get so many honors."

Felipe looked at the apprentices and magicians below from the podium, his eyes swept away, and he was silent immediately, and then he said with that gloomy special voice: "I'm Felipe, you can call me Mr. You can also call me a mentor. I came here today to show you the latest cutting-edge theories and results in the field of genetic factors. You do n’t need to understand, but you ca n’t help but, otherwise, you will only be like the corpses in a coffin. Every day, it rots and can't produce any valuable results ... "

Donny listened intently, not acutely perceiving that Mr. Felipe's eyes seemed to pause for a while before, of course, this pause was so small that it made Donny think it was an illusion.

"Mr. Felipe is totally different from other mentors. Other mentors all say share the latest knowledge with us, and he ..." Sammy let the ghost behind him massage his forehead, trying to keep himself awake.

Jones also nodded: "Yeah, he is very sharp and straightforward, regardless of our feelings ..."

With the deepening of Felipe's speech, everyone began to immerse themselves in the magical field of genetics, including chromosomes, genetic models based on the analysis of alchemy reaction results, and how to inherit, how to inherit conjecture and various experiments.

Although the apprentices and magicians who were present did not understand most of the content, but because it involved the secret of life, they felt the field was magical and high-end, so they yearned for it.

"That's all for my speech. What's your question?" Unconsciously, it was close to noon, and Felipe reinserted his right hand into his pocket.

As soon as the apprentices and mages returned to God and had time to raise their hands, they heard a magnetic male voice ringing: "I have a question!"

Downey looked at Carl sideways and saw that his right hand was raised high, and the notebook in front of him was full of text.

Felipe nodded softly and said plainly, "What's the problem?"

Carl stood up slightly excitedly and bowed slightly: "Hello, Mr. Felipe, my name is Blaze. I would like to ask you, what do you think of the current genetic model? I am not very personal ... "

Donny reluctantly pinched his forehead, turned his gaze to the front, and made the appearance of not knowing Carl. According to his experience, Carl would surely hold a lot.

But at this time, Felipe did not wait for Carl to finish, and answered directly: "Obviously, our rich features and the splendor of the entire world are not described by this simple model, and can be inherited."

Everyone took a deep breath. Mr. Felipe directly expressed his attitude and was dissatisfied with the existing genetic model?

Carr didn't say anything, and the whole person seemed very uncomfortable, so he asked again: "So, Mr. Felipe, do you think that manipulation at the genetic level can change your appearance? Can you ..."

Felipe interrupted his words again: "There is no problem at all, in fact, the study of the bloodline of the ancient magic empire belongs to this field, but they have no theoretical guidance and can only rely on a large number of human experiments to accumulate materials and refine the law.

Carr's expression was slightly distorted, as if a sigh of relief: "I have one more question ..."

"Please give the opportunity to others, you have already asked two questions." Felipe said politely.

Carl had to sit down in depression, his mouth turning constantly, and he seemed to say something silently ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ Seeing such a scene, Downey couldn't help but smile, usually he couldn't stop Caldonella at all West pulls, rumbling, rare to see him now.

At the same time, he raised his hand and waited for questions.

Uh ...

After the public class, Felipe sat alone in a secret room of the Academic Affairs Tower. The "artificial intelligence" in front of him was playing all the pictures recorded in the past three days. After the development of "artificial intelligence" and alchemy storage materials, The recording function of the fan lock is greatly improved.

In the slightly dim picture, the entire academy is in order, and at night, the surroundings are quiet and there is no abnormality. Felipe is holding a wine glass, leaning on the back of the chair, watching these intently without losing any details. , But it's been half a day, he still hasn't found anything to pay attention to.

Suddenly, the door was knocked gently.

"What is it?" Felipe asked succinctly.

"Mr. Felipe, someone sent you a note." The waiter's voice sounded.

Felipe said "um", the door opened, and the waiter came in and handed him an ordinary note.

"Donnie?" Felipe unfolded the note, saw the more familiar handwriting, and whispered the word above.

Uh ...

"Tower of Life", 202 bedrooms.

呼 "Hello, there is no danger, my brother let us not worry about it, don't worry about it." Carl came in and trot from the outside, happily holding the note in his hand. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and give rewards to the mobile network (), your support is my biggest motivation.)