Brian saw that Cyril's cheeks were a little red for some reason, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a smile on his handsome face, which was quite intriguing.
His eyes then fell on the snow-white neck that Cyril had exposed, white and smooth, so delicate that it seemed to be broken with a pinch.
And the thin silver chain of the rose necklace gently covers this delicate neck, as if to announce that the owner of the necklace has been marked with some kind of mark.
Brian paused, feeling a little itchy in his hand.
His slender fingers moved slightly, and Cyril was suddenly put on a black robe.
At first glance, this robe seems to be exactly the same as the plain black robe issued by the Wizarding Union that his classmates had just taken.
If you look carefully, you can see that the black robe has shadowy silver dark lines on the inside of the wide sleeves.
But because it is too low-key and obscure, people can't help but feel that there is an illusion at the moment of blinking.
Cyril was taken aback by the school uniform that suddenly appeared on his body.
However, when he came back to his senses, he found that one of his school-opening gift packages had finally returned, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Cyril reached out and touched the fluffy black robe on his body, which was surprisingly silky and supple.
"Thank you, Mr. Scott!"
He politely thanked him.
"Look in your pocket."
Brian nodded slightly and said lightly.
Cyril blinked.
He reached into the outer pocket of his black robe, and his fingertips touched a cool, smooth sphere.
He had a guess in his heart, put his fingers together, and took it out.
Sure enough, it was a crystal ball the size of a palm, which was crystal clear and looked extraordinarily cute.
Cyril glanced at the inconspicuous pocket on the black robe again, but he didn't expect it to be a stretch bag!
"As for the specific usage of this crystal ball, your professors will tell you later in class."
Brian glanced at Cyril, who was particularly curious about new things, and said lazily.
After hearing this, Cyril obediently put the crystal ball back into his pocket.
The palm-sized crystal ball sank gently into the pocket of the robe and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
The pockets were still neat and tidy, and they didn't look like they had anything in them.
Probably because some courses just ended at this time.
When Cyril looked up, he found that many senior wizard apprentices came out of the arches on the four sides of the hall.
However, seeing the faces of these seniors, Cyril's eyelids jumped and his expression froze.
Why does everyone look haggard and haggard
Look at this hangover from all-night disco!
Brian followed Cyril's line of sight and saw several ineffective B-level apprentices of wizards. At a glance, he knew that the other party was in a trance listening to heavenly books in class.
A soft tut escaped from his lips.
"Let's go, I'll show you around the academy."
Brian was a little dissatisfied that these guys attracted too much attention from Cyril, and his gentle and elegant voice had a hint of irrefutable meaning.
Cyril was keenly aware that Mr. Scott's mood seemed to be gloomy for a moment.
He was a little confused, and there were some subtle worries in his heart.
The other party's uncertain personality... It's really hurting the body.
But Cyril's attention was quickly drawn to other things in the tower.
He followed Mr. Scott into the arch on one side of the hall, and came to a quaint and wide promenade.
On one side of the corridor was an ivory-white marble staircase with handrails, and Cyril saw the backs of several wizard apprentices on the stairs.
On the other side of the promenade there is a brass installation that resembles an elevator.
In front of the wall of the promenade, there is a circle with a diameter of one meter every few meters.
Bright green flames blazed around the edges of the circle, and there seemed to be some looming runes within the circle.
"There are three ways to go to any destination in the academy, like you see at the end of the corridor is the most common and safest staircase."
Brian casually introduced.
Seeing that Cyril widened his round almond eyes, the ends of his eyes drooped slightly, and the whole person looked very soft and well-behaved.
There was a faint smile in his voice.
Brian raised his chin slightly toward the circle of green flames again, the perfect jawline glaringly.
"This is a teleportation array."
He said softly:
"Stand inside and report the name of the corresponding place correctly."
Just at this moment, a wizard apprentice walked into a teleportation array with hurried steps.
This man also looked pale and had not enough sleep, and his black wizard robe was a little wrinkled.
Under his arm was a thick book with what looked like some kind of bioleather cover.
"library!"
The wizard apprentice shouted while standing in the teleportation array.
I saw that the bright green flames suddenly smashed high, as if they were swallowing up the wizard apprentices in the circle at once.
It was precisely because the flames covered the pale cheeks of the wizard apprentice that Cyril did not see the pupils shrinking for a moment when he caught sight of Mr. Scott.
When the flames returned to their original appearance, crawling low on the ground like a fountain falling, the wizard apprentice in the circle had disappeared.
Such a big living person was suddenly sent away at once.
This is amazing!
Cyril was amazed by this.
[These teleportation arrays are really good! This involves a lot of esoteric knowledge of witch formations and space magic spells. If the area of the teleportation array is larger, it will be easier to arrange. It is precisely because the area of each teleportation array is controlled to only accommodate two or three people, which is not easy. Not to mention that so many teleportation arrays are arranged in a row, which also increases the difficulty of arranging them without interfering with each other. 】 The system also sighed with emotion.
After Cyril heard this, his expression became even more admirable.
Those who set up these teleportation arrays must be the most powerful wizards in the academy! Maybe it's his mentor, Dean Brian!
However, Cyril noticed the word "safety" in Mr. Scott's words just now, and he couldn't help asking aloud: "What happens if the name of the place is wrong? For example, the 'library' is said to be a 'picture'. Hall'?"
Seeing that Cyril quickly reacted, Brian smiled slightly and said, "That's not certain, maybe it will be sent to the college's garbage dump."
Cyril saw Mr. Scott put his hand on his chin, as if recalling the past, quietly waiting for the other party's next words.
He only saw a faint light reflected from the handsome Mr. Wizard's monocle, and he said slowly: "I heard that there was a wizard apprentice who reported the wrong name before without eating anything for two months, and he drank two abruptly. month's nutritional supplements."
Cyril took a deep breath.
He secretly wrote it down in his heart, and when he used the teleportation array later, he had to have a clear mind to report the correct name.
"This is an elevator."
Brian walked slowly to the elevator on the other side of the corridor.
"Each lift has its own running track and running habits, and it doesn't heavy rail with other lifts. They communicate with almost the entire wizarding tower."
After saying that, Brian hooked his lips slightly, and there was an undetectable narrowness between his brows.
"Come on, let's try this elevator first."
He made a final decision, reached out and pressed the brass button in front of the elevator.
Cyril watched the elevator door slowly open, and followed Mr. Scott into the elevator.
Inside is a space of about two square meters, with some high and low handrails hanging from the ceiling of the elevator.
Cyril saw Mr Scott tap a brass button marked "The Dean's Office".
A smooth and smooth machine sound suddenly sounded in the elevator - "Permission passed, destination: Dean's office."
Cyril looked back and found that Mr. Scott was very close to him.
The other party reached out and wrapped his arms around his waist, and his warm breath seemed to be in his ears.
"It's about to start, hurry up."
Brian whispered into Cyril's ear, his magnetic voice showing a hint of sly leisure.
Cyril felt something soft rubbing against his sensitive earlobe, and the numbness and tingling brushed past him, and a cluster of electric current suddenly jumped up from his tail.
Is it! Mr. Scott's lips touched his ear? !
Is this unintentional? Unintentionally
However, Cyril's heart skipped a beat.
He trembled involuntarily, and a burst of warmth spread along his red earlobes.
For a moment, Cyril seemed to see the green prairie above Dean Brian's head, very much like the grass on his grave in the future.
With a shudder in his heart, he was about to distance himself from Mr. Scott, but before Cyril could move, the lift suddenly started.
With an unstoppable momentum, a mere elevator has a heart that wants to be a roller coaster.
This speed! This turn!
Cyril shivered and threw himself in Mr. Scott's arms uncontrollably, feeling the whizzing wind around him.
Dean Brian, I really didn't mean to! !
As soon as Cyril tried to stand up alone, the elevator suddenly came to a 90-degree bend and swayed its tail, and he fell back into Mr. Scott's arms again.
Brian hugged Cyril in a relaxed manner, as if the crazy operation of the elevator had no effect on him.
He felt the slender waist in his arms, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.
He calmly pressed Little Rose's waist when Cyril wanted to get up, and then the elevator continued to accelerate, creating a roller coaster effect, which was quite magical.
After the elevator stopped completely, Cyril immediately got out of Mr. Scott's arms.
Unexpectedly, the stamina of the elevator was very strong, and the entire body of the ladder shook slightly, and Cyril almost fell directly to the ground.
Brian grabbed Cyril's wrist with ease and pulled him into his arms.
The door of the elevator slowly opened again, and Cyril hurriedly walked out, as if there were some kind of beast inside.
Brian looked at his back, the tip of his tongue touched his upper jaw lightly, and he let out a pleasant low smile.
Cyril's heart was pounding, and there was an inexplicable guilty conscience.
He reached out his hand to cover his face, and sighed sadly.
Although Dean Brian is a big-hearted man, he hugs and hugs Dean's wife at the door of Dean's office...
I feel that the consequences are much more serious than saying the wrong place in the teleportation array.
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