At first they used the newly spread French in a polite manner.
After a lengthy exposition of the current situation that was well known to everyone present.
The argument they discussed finally changed from the lack of a successor to why the young wizard was no longer interested in traditional magic.
Another lengthy rant about the various complaints of his students.
Finally, someone suggested why not compare what kind of environment the little wizard is facing now compared to before.
Only those present finally realized.
The impact of the new ideas and new culture of the reformists was huge.
Apart from anything else, even as elders, they have been under the rule of French Aurors for decades.
They all habitually use French instead of their lingua franca.
Realizing this, the scene suddenly fell silent.
Then, they began to express how to stimulate the students in common language.
In order to improve students' level quickly.
They passed a resolution without hesitation.
That is the age to let go of those dangerous magic practices.
In other words, magic in the upper grades can be learned in the lower grades.
But this would be unfair to senior students.
They discussed how to teach senior students.
Alchemy... In addition to some special dark magic items, there is a level of alchemy in the French Ministry of Magic under the care of Nico Flamel that beats Ugardou.
Astronomy... In this age of great talent, the celestial phenomena are changing almost every moment. Not to the extent of touching the power of fate, in fact, it is still a chess piece of the boss.
Transfiguration and its advanced magic...
When it comes to this, they are no longer sleepy.
The elders present all came from different tribes from all over the world.
Each tribe has its own unique totems.
Maybe they were the same animals after their transformation.
However, the magic pattern represented by the totem is unique.
For example, they are all tigers.
Some tribes have strengthened their bodies. In human form, every time they swing a fist, the tattoos near the moving muscles will activate floodlight, eventually forming a tiger-shaped fist seal to cause powerful damage.
Some tribes have strengthened their sight, or to be precise, their soul strength. It is commonly said that when a tiger glares, the enemy bows down and bows.
No one present had any idea of self-preservation.
Just kidding, if you echo the totem and get inheritance, then you must agree with or even believe in this tribal culture.
If in the past, students didn't study seriously, they wouldn't practice hard.
Even for senior students, the elders will not force them to study.
It's one thing for both parties to be too lazy to move.
If those outstanding little wizards were anything to go by, they could easily bring new power to the tribe.
Those little wizards with average talents and inability to endure hardship simply put pressure on the tribe to survive.
In short, on previous graduation days, all the elders were pushing and shoving various little wizards who didn't want any extra.
But now, those little wizards who don't want to endure hardship have gone to join the reformists.
It's hard to describe high-level magic, it's just simple.
As long as you practice for a long time, your pronunciation will be clear and your technique will be correct.
They can easily do things that they can do or even cannot do after practicing for a long time.
Naturally, these people will not be put into the tribe.
When they graduated, they all threw themselves into a blazing bonfire, never to be seen again.
Don't get me wrong, they are not committing suicide, this is the floo network modified by magic.
Because of the unbreakable oath, the teachers and students at Ugadu still don’t know about it.
Those graduates were put on the front lines of the war as material transporters or cannon fodder victims...
So much nonsense.
This is the current situation these elders are facing now.
In the past, upon graduation, everyone was assigned dozens of mouths waiting for food.
Now, each person can only bring one or two persevering and promising little wizards back to the tribe.
Because of a policy, when you graduate, if you are not satisfied with your traditional magic practice.
You can join the reformist's crash course. It only takes one year to learn a lot of "powerful" magic...
...
Maybe it was the lack of fresh blood that made everyone anxious. Everyone present behaved in an indecent manner and spoke their own tribe's dialect.
In a tribe, many people actually hold magic wands and have the ability to cast spells.
But they don't have magic wands.
This makes the entire tribe look like a gathering place for squibs.
Let’s not talk about these strange cultures.
They don't have much to do with the protagonist's adventures.
The bald elder man who was closest to the bonfire allowed the people around him to make noise.
He was used to inefficient and chaotic meetings.
After a long quarrel.
Everyone seemed a little tired.
At one point, the noise of the bickering subsided significantly for a moment.
Just this fleeting moment.
The dull voice of the bald man sounded again.
Different from the calm tone at the beginning.
This time the tone was full of struggle and solemnity.
"I'm going to visit the Holy Land..."
It's like being struck by a blessing.
The scene was deathly silent.
Finally, a middle-aged woman who looked much more stable said in a rough voice.
"Barca, you know. The totem in the Holy Land has abandoned us! We have to settle for the weak Turing."
...
No one spoke up, it was a heavy topic.
There were all powerful people present, and through word of mouth, they were told that the tribal totem could release magic to the entire tribe.
And those magics are several levels stronger than they are now.
However, I don't know when.
Their faith collectively abandoned them.
No longer answers their prayers, no longer leads and baptizes the young plants.
At a time when the era is almost over.
Finally they made the decision to burn the boat.
Abandoning the totem they swore allegiance to.
"Barcelona... I occasionally fantasize about it contacting us again. I have even made a trip to the Holy Land."
"However, so far, I have not made contact with it in the dream. As for the Holy Land, I don't know why I was refused to enter it. Maybe I don't believe in one of them, so I lost the qualification to enter the Holy Land. "
The scene was dull again for a long time.
The non-reflective bald man known as Barcelona said in a sullen voice.
"No...it's still possible to enter the Holy Land."
"Perhaps the totems never abandoned us, they were just changes encountered in the holy land."
Hearing this, someone present asked loudly and impatiently.
"Basa! Why are you talking such nonsense! They abandoned us and plunged our tribe into an existential crisis! Do you forgive them for causing a large number of people to lose the ability to cast spells and find it difficult to maintain food and clothing?"
Barcelona was unmoved. Under the gaze of everyone, he was neither angry nor ashamed.
He is like a warrior who decides to do something, and no one can shake his determination.
"I have a basis for saying that."
"When those Aurors were chatting, I happened to be sitting not far from them."
"I heard them say that some time ago, there was a group of adventurous teams riding broomsticks to look for wealth near the Devil's Rift Valley."
"I entered a ruins by mistake."
"Listening to their descriptions, I feel like this is the holy place where we have been waiting so hard for a response."
After all, someone present understood what Barcelona meant.
After some whispered exchanges, everyone present understood.
The Holy Land must have suffered a fatal blow.
After the ravages of time, the space at the junction with the real world has become unstable.
In other words, there are no intelligent beings in the Holy Land to maintain the gate, and their totems have not abandoned them, because they are already dead when they do not respond...
"If we can find the cultivation method of totems in the holy land. We can gain abilities without relying on them!"
It can also attract little wizards to join us.
No one refuted the remarks of this rebellious man, and no one echoed them...
He just said what everyone was thinking.
