Nolan High School of Magic.
Hurland had just rushed back to the academy from the White Thorns Theater with her best friend, and she had an important class in the afternoon.
A brand-new course was taught by the head of the higher magic academy, Rusk the Grey, in person!
Rusk the Grey is a sage who stands at the top of all Nolan's spellcasters. Being able to personally listen to a great sage's lecture is an exciting thing for every spellcaster apprentice.
A spellcaster's power is derived from the inscriptions, and the inscriptions they possess are derived in part from their knowledge of the world.
After understanding the knowledge imparted by Rusk the Grey, many new inscriptions can definitely be awakened.
No one will refuse this class.
Hurland was very fortunate to have obtained the qualification for this class by virtue of his status as a top student in the Nolan Advanced Magic Academy.
But she found that she didn't have the heart to care about this class at all, and the reason was the "little gift" she received after watching a show of "The Devil's Not Too Cold" at the Whitebud Theater with her friend Sansa in the morning.
"Hurland, I already have the identification for this forum... Haven't you registered yet?"
Sansa stared at the white interface in front of Hellan's eyes. The first line of the interface wrote nine words "Spellcaster Forum User Agreement".
The first time she used the magic net, she couldn't wait to try it herself because she had found something new beyond her knowledge.
As for the ten-and-a-half-page user agreement, Sansa agreed without thinking.
However, Hurland seriously read the ten and a half pages of the user agreement! This is a rare species that is about to become extinct if it is placed on the earth.
"The source of this new magic for Sansa is complex, both in terms of steps and limitations."
After Hurland read the user agreement, he chose to agree.
"Isn't it... a magic that can be used to chat casually? I just wanted to use this to ask a few questions to the Flower of Faloshi. I thought that the Black Swan Theatre Company's film was as boring as their stage play, but I didn't expect... Well… "
Sansa spent a silver coin to buy this original spar that can log into the magic net for the gimmick of "being able to communicate with the Flower of Pharos at close range".
When she recalled the plot of "This Devil Is Not Too Cold" again, her emotions seemed to be out of control again.
"It's far more... scarier than chatting."
Hurland kindly handed his handkerchief to Sansa and said.
She is also someone who has learned programming from Joshua, and she understands the meaning and value of the magic net better than other apprentices of spellcasters.
But the two spellcaster apprentices sitting in the back row of the classroom hadn't been whispering for long, and the figure walking in from the door of the classroom made them immediately shut up.
It was a middle-aged man with a height of only 1.6 meters. His eyes glanced at the entire classroom like reptiles. This gloomy look made all the apprentices cover their mouths.
"Why is the Viper Master of the Voodoo School here? This class should have nothing to do with the anti-curse..."
Sansa carefully typed this word on the screen in front of her with the virtual keyboard she had just learned.
"do not know."
Hurland responded to her in the same way.
The instructor, known as the Viper, snorted coldly and sat directly in the front row of the classroom.
"The old man of the Zhiyan inscription system, I guess he failed the test yesterday."
Sansa soon saw another mentor enter, most notably with his afro hairstyle.
Another college instructor sat in the front row.
It was only at this time that Hurland discovered that in the classroom that could fill two or three hundred people, there were not many apprentices of spellcasters in the true sense, and a large part of those present were wild mages dressed in strange clothes.
This was a complete pain for the dozen or so caster apprentices present.
They originally thought that the principal came to teach this class in person, but it turned out that not only the principal, but also their dean, head teacher, and all the class teachers sat beside them collectively.
"Archbishop of the Desireless..."
Sansa looked at the hunched figure, and didn't know what to say anymore.
After the desireless entered the classroom, there was no room in the entire classroom, and a spellcaster apprentice sitting at the front of the classroom seemed to recognize the archbishop of the Holy Kingdom.
The apprentice stood up terrified and wanted to give his position to Wuyu, but Wuyu just patted his shoulder and shook his head, then stood aside with a cane.
Although this class is one of Nolan's greatest wizards... The one in gray as a mentor.
But his student lineup is a bit too luxurious!
"The man in grey is here."
Hurland said in a voice that only she and Sansa could hear.
The long wait finally ushered in the arrival of the man in gray.
This archmage, who holds the position of sage in Nolan, is so sloppy that people will frown when they see it.
Whether it is the dirty white robe or the feathers of a few owls on his head, he looks like a poor wild mage.
"Cough cough, there was an accident in the notification. It seemed to confuse my first programming class with this conference, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, those who should be present are also present, and those who shouldn't be present are also present."
The man in gray cleared his throat, his voice and temperament were definitely not on par with those majestic and wise great magicians.
"I called you all together to announce one thing."
The man in gray drew an inscription with his fingers, and an owl feather on his head suddenly flew up, writing a line in mid-air.
"The Owl Penpal Club will officially disband from today!"
After this line of words appeared in mid-air, there was an instant commotion among the spellcasters sitting in the classroom.
"Rusk... The pen pal club has been going on for so many years, and the operation of the Owl Station is also normal. What do you mean by suddenly announcing the dissolution of the pen pal club?"
The news was soon questioned, and all the spellcasters present were senior members of the Owl Penpal Club.
The caster who questioned was the viper teacher who was kept away by the apprentices.
"The exchanges in the owl pen pal club have provided a lot of inspiration and experience for many of us in magic research. Such a sudden announcement of disbandment... Rulske seems a little out of place."
"Clean up the **** nonsense, viper, don't think I don't know! You pretend to be a bitch in the letter to deceive the feelings of the young spellcaster! I have condemned this vicious face several times in several letters, and the one who used fire The old man, can you write something useful in every letter? The alchemy formula you gave is all about making unstable explosives!"
As the most senior member of the entire owl pen pal club, the man in grey explained the substance of the pen pal club in a few words.