Chapter 336： Education (4000 words)

Croshill High School of Magic.

Grey-shirters rarely visit the High School of Magic established by their old friends today.

But today, his visit here is not so bright, but sneaked over.

He looked around and seemed to be confirming whether someone was following him.

The gray coater kept reminding the owl on his shoulder to remain silent.

The old-fashioned caster showed an amazing stealth ability, quietly coming to the core of the college, and also in the building where the dean's room is located.

The gray-clothed man gently knocked on the door of the chamber, and heard the word "coming in" and then pushed the door open and went inside.

"What happened to you this time?"

The yellow-shirter who had just returned from the Nolan Law Enforcement Department looked at the old man who explained the word "邋遢".

"I brought you some good things, old man."

The gray-clothed man walked quickly to the yellow-shirter's desk, and reached into the sleeve of the mage's robes. Then he took out a plain white stone and put it on the table.

"No need."

The Huang Yi people directly took up a book, and even the eyes did not lift up to see the so-called 'good things' in the mouth of the gray clothes.

He has known the Greys for so many years, and his relationship with him is not so much a friend as a deadly enemy, either as the dean of the School of Magic or as a caster.

However, the gray-clothed person himself did not regard him as an enemy. Occasionally, he would come over to drink tea and drink like today.

"This original spar records the image of "This demon is not too cold." This thing called the original film is very precious in Nolan! You didn't say that you wanted to see it a few days ago. Does the department have a movie that appears in the law enforcement department?"

The words of the gray-clothed person apparently spurred the yellow-shirter. After returning to the college from the Nolan Law Enforcement Department, he was always accepting the entanglement between the invitation of the devil and the complete ban on television.

At this point in time, the gray-clothed man ran out of his bottom without mercy, and the yellow-clothed man suppressed the brow that kept beating, and waved his hand toward the yellow-shirter.

"No interest, take it back! I have an inscription class in the afternoon."

"Then you can keep watching tomorrow, and the original spar that records the image of "Beauty and Devil"." The gray-clothed person caressed his beard.

The words of the gray-clothed person seem to stimulate the yellow-clothed person again. The most direct reaction is that the feather of the owl standing on the shoulder of the gray-clothed person is erected like a peacock, and the two eyes are widened to the limit as birds. The instinct made it aware of the danger.

"Crow Hill, you are irritating and useless. The afternoon inscription class is estimated to have only one or twenty students. It is better to take this opportunity..."

The yellow-shirter did not wait for his old friend to finish, and he suddenly closed the book on his hand. The sound of the book closed was so loud that he interrupted the conversation of the gray-clothed person directly.

"If you come here just to humiliate me, then please come back! Rolsk." The voice of the yellow clothes was cold and did not bring a trace of temperature.

If you face other young casters, even the devil, he will pay attention to retain his strength, but in the face of the same standing with Noah, he will not have the slightest reservation.

"How is humiliation possible? My position is the same as you, old friend." The gray-shirter sighed softly. "If I come to humiliate you, isn't that humiliating myself?"

"What do you do here? Think of yourself standing on the side of the demon and feel proud?"

In the face of this peer, Huang Yis no longer pays attention to his image, and he expresses his inner angry thoughts without reservation.

"I came here to discuss an important matter with you." The gray-clothed person saw that his old friend's anger was becoming more and more uncontrollable. He immediately put away the joke and continued to say, "Our college students have recently confirmed. It’s too arrogant.”

"presumptuous?"

The yellow-shirter put the book back on the table and seriously looked at the old man in front of him.

"Sure enough, the influence of the magical machinery on your students can't be tolerated? That means you want to agree with my proposal?"

"I have completely banned this magical machinery in Nolan... I am still unacceptable, Croshey... The influence of the magical machinery of TV on Nolan or the world cannot be estimated." Shaking his head denied his claim.

“Isn’t it possible to let the young casters lose the most important curiosity?” Huang Yi, a high-pitched questioner.

However, the gray-shirter waved at this moment, and a large number of magic nets were wrapped around the gray-clothed person's side, and his old fingers waved again.

Hundreds of interfaces began to disappear quickly, leaving only one interface left.

“I think it’s more efficient to change the management of our college than to ban TV.” The gray-shirter pushed the only remaining one of the magic web interface to the yellow-shirter’s eyes. This is a post from the caster forum. .

"..."

Huang Yiren wanted to continue to ridicule his old friends, but the content of this post on the caster forum completely attracted his attention.

"Certificate system, elective, community..."

The Huang Yi people stared at the above content, and read the above content one word at a time, and finally silenced for a long time after reading all the contents.

“Do you have any thoughts?” asked the gray coater.

“There is a very crude theory. Some of the current college systems are the same, but there are quite a few interesting things in it, such as credits and societies, and so-called electives.”

The yellow-shirter could not see the anger and aggressiveness of the previous one. He found a pair of glasses to wear and began to discuss with the gray-shirters.

“The rough is a little shallow, but it makes sense... The rules of our two colleges are too loose, but because a student made a small mistake and directly removed him, it’s too harsh... credits are a measure of students. The best means of good or bad can also motivate them. Electives have the same system in our college, but all are related to magic. Crosheer, you think that the reason for human knowledge should not be just to become 'strong. Caster's?"

"Not only to become a powerful caster..." Huang Yi repeatedly whispered this sentence.

Higher School of Magic, as the name suggests, is established to train the caster, so all courses are related to magic, alchemy, potions, Ming literature, etc...

But students may regard the caster as a lifelong career, but a considerable number of students do not regard magic as a hobby, but a necessary means to survive and gain status.

“Societies are also to motivate the existence of this system, and the students have established their own organizations. By then, the entire college will be very lively.” The gray-clothers have begun to imagine the situation at that time.

Huang Yi did not speak. He continued to browse the contents of this post. The post only gave a concept to Huang Yi, and it seems that the person who wrote the post is not a professional ‘Educator’.

He just knew the concepts or had these interesting ideas and posted them in the caster forum with some crappy instructions.

However, this crappy narrative is as much as the apocalypse in the yellow clothes and gray clothes, so that the yellow clothes instantly see the shortcomings of the High School of Magic since ancient times.

That is too much focus on 'strong spellcasters trained'.

Huang Yizi carefully saw the latter half, and some of the concepts put in it made him sigh with a sigh! ’

But when I saw it at the end, the poster made a thing that was not related to education.

“Every year, the awards of the world’s most outstanding inventors... are enacted to the Ming literary world, the alchemist community or the magical mechanical science community, and the intelligent creatures that have made outstanding contributions to the study of magic.” The yellow clothes are carefully I read the small print on the bottom line of this post, which is about the concept of a 'world's greatest award'.

“What is the difference between this award and the exhibition at the World Expo?” Huang Yi, who looked at his old friend, asked his inner doubts.

"I don't think there is any difference in essence." The gray-clothed person said, "It is only the inventor of the magical machinery that appears at the World Expo. It can be found in the inscriptions, alchemy, etc.... The cognition of magic plays an important role. There are countless great Ming writers and alchemy pharmacists in the world. It is always wrong to reward the creators of the magical machinery to the stage of the World Expo."

When the gray-clothed person said this, he noticed that his old friend Huang Yi’s hand was shaking slightly, which made the gray-clothed people feel a little surprised.

"Crohill, what's wrong with you?"

"For so many years, I haven’t felt so excited since the establishment of the Nolan Law Enforcement Department."

The yellow-shirter stared at the last sentence of the post, although it was simply a narrative of the concept of a 'reward'.

It's a bit like a noble title or a medal.

However, the Huang Yi people continued to extend according to the poster's ideas, and they associated with what happened after the award was founded. The blood that had been in his body for a long time began to get slightly hot.

“Yes, we really need a medal to commemorate those great creators! And this medal is only rewarded to the most outstanding creators in the world, representing... it will also be one of the highest honors in the world, far It is even higher than the title of the king's honour! Countless spellcasters will be heart-warming." The words of the yellow-clothed person are like talking to the gray-clothed, and they are whispering to themselves.

"After all, we are all chasing honors..."

The gray-clothed person couldn't help but sigh when he looked at his old friend's excitement.

Arriving at the height of the Nolan Sage, the gray-shirter’s desire for money has disappeared, and the supreme honor of the Nolan Sage is on the head, even if the gray-shirter gets any new There is not much joy in achievement.

But this award once again allows the gray-shirter to find something called fighting spirit, and his old friend must have the same idea.

“But if you want this award to be known to the world's casters, you still need to wait until the next World Expo.”

Although the Huang Yi people are anxious to tell the world's casters, they are ready to make this award the highest honor in the magic world, but this premise is that it needs to have a good reputation.

At present, the method of accumulating reputation that Huang Yiren can think of is to present the award in public on the stage of the next World Expo.

"You don't have to wait until that time." The gray-clothed person picked up the original spar on the table. "TV and Magic Net are not the stage that is worse than the World Expo."

"TV……"

As soon as I mentioned this, the enthusiasm of the people in the yellow clothes disappeared without a trace.

"Rursk, do you know the creator of this post? The fireman... I don't have any impression of this name."

At this time, Huang Yi chose to actively transfer the topic. He took a look at the name of the creator of the post, "The Fire Man."

He immediately used this name to start comparing the great casters in his memory.

Although the seven sages of Nolan are indeed standing at the peak of human magic, there are still many magicians in this world who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the Nolan Sage.

They either became deputies to the king of that country, or wandered around the world, exploring some unknown things in the corner of the world.

And the wisdom possessed by these wild wizards, even if they are sages, he dare not underestimate.

However, after comparing the memories of their own, the Yellows found that it was impossible to link the name of the firearm to any powerful wild mage.

"No impression is of course, because the owner of this name is a demon." The grey-shirter said a smile with a smile.

"Devil..." The figure of the chaotic demon immediately appeared in the minds of the yellow-shirters. "how is this possible……"

The yellow-shirters couldn't believe that the chaotic demon, which started with entertainment and opera, could come up with so many concepts that made him excited.

Whether it is an educational change, or the award of the highest honor in the magic world, it is enough to be a great idea.

"No, it is possible." But when the yellow lover's gaze fell on the original spar on the table, he was relieved.

Judging from the records of the law enforcement department, all the things that the chaotic demon came to after coming to Nolan were miracles one after another, and now he may be creating some new miracles.

"Crohill, I am going to tear down the ‘television’ of the Magic Arena and put these TVs into some specific classrooms.”

The gray-clothed man suddenly said when his old friend muttered to himself.

"..." After hearing the advice of the gray-clothed person, the yellow-shirter was silent for a while, as if he was making a difficult choice, but in a few minutes.

" Count me, I will tell you in a room that can be set up with ‘television.” Huang Ze said.

After that, the gray-clothers began to discuss the specific content of the credit system and the society with the yellow-shirters, and should also include those additional courses to provide students with choices.

The discussion continued until late at night, and the Yellows even pushed their afternoon classes directly away.

It was only when the papers filled with various schemes were filled with the Dean's room, and the time was approaching late at night, the discussion between the two sages reached a partially unanimous conclusion.

"It seems that today is still far from being able to create a new system." Huang Yi said with a pile of waste paper on his hand.

"But these concepts are indeed feasible. I will go back to the Master Tower tonight and continue to study."

The gray-clothed person was ready to leave to leave, but was stopped by the yellow-shirter before leaving.

"Crohill, you... know what the world's singer had on the original spar called the record, how can I get it?" he asked suddenly.