There is no shortage of bleary-eyed students in class every Monday morning.
In order to continue the cordial and friendly meeting with Duke Zhou and to truly find oneself in peace, the seats in the back row of the classroom are always very popular.
Of course, if there are those who are passive and slack in class, there will naturally be those who are proactive in facing them.
Among the people who have a positive attitude in class, although there is no shortage of good students such as Downton, Matthew Cullen, Jiang Yu, and Liu Feifei who are truly eager to learn, there are also indispensable opportunists like Xin Banner.
In order to leave a good impression on the dean of Jiuyou College, and to get an excellent evaluation in the report card of the magic class professor, Fatty Xin will definitely come to the classroom early every Monday morning and sit in the classroom In front, show your vigorous youth with your fullest spirit.
However, this morning, the fat man came a little late.
Not only that, he didn't sit in the front row seat specially reserved for him by the girls. Instead, he held a Dharma book and lay listlessly in the second to last row of the classroom, crowded with the 'degenerate' boys. together.
This really surprised many people.
Of course, Fatty Xin cannot be blamed for this.
After all, he never thought about having a cat come to teach for him, nor did he think about how to teach a cat to play the role of a good student in the classroom.
After eating the chicken legs, due to the agreement reached with Zheng Qing not to run around, the fat man in the shape of the fat cat could only lie helplessly on the table, squinting and taking a nap to kill the rest of the leisure time in the morning.
Different from the transformation potion that completely transforms from the inside out, the mimic talisman only simulates a decent skin on the outside of the living body.
Any person or animal who has a rough understanding of the person being imitated can use this 'concept' to transform into another person.
This kind of illusion is too crude, even inferior to many exquisite illusions.
But as a prop to fool the teacher in class, as long as it doesn't attract attention and keeps a low profile, it should be enough.
Maybe.
The young public-sponsored student rubbed the Dharma book in his hands and muttered uneasily, trying his best to restrain himself from driving the fat man in front of him out of the classroom.
Although Duan Xiaojian had no intention of driving Fatty Xin out of the classroom, he very much hoped that this good student with a "positive" learning attitude in the past could free up the seat under his butt.
This thin boy with a hunchback stood pitifully next to the fat man's seat, shaking his arms feebly and begging: "My dear brother, haven't you been sitting in the first row? Why are you with us sleepy students?" Stealing space."
Although the orange cat could understand what he was saying, he had no intention of getting up.
Are you kidding me, if I make a seat for you, will you give me a chicken leg?
The fat man snored and lazily sat on the desk, ignoring the requests from the side. Being shaken so hard, it simply turned its head and changed to a more comfortable position.
Duan Xiaojian had no choice but to look back three times in one step and sat in the front row with full of complaints.
At the back of the classroom, Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief and gave a thumbs up gesture to Zhang Jixin next to him.
If you can deceive a student at such a close distance, you should be able to deceive a professor at a slightly farther distance.
The young public-sponsored student regained some self-confidence.
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Accompanied by the piercing alarm sound of the stick figure, the fiery figure of the Charms Professor once again broke into the sight of all the freshmen.
"good morning students!"
Lao Yao strode up to the podium, waved his hands to everyone, pulled the chair behind the podium and sat down: "Sit down, everyone, sit down..."
"Good morning, sir!" The students in the classroom bowed and sat down, while trying to yawn as softly as possible.
As a senior professor, Lao Yao was very aware of this situation and was not angry. He just raised his eyelids and scanned the classroom.
Then he saw Fatty Xin, who looked like a big orange.
So he blinked.
Zheng Qing tried his best to sit up straight, staring intently at the back of the fat man in front of him, praying to Zhou Tian and Buddha from the bottom of his heart, hoping that the professor would not notice this inconspicuous corner.
Lao Yao paused, took out the dark pipe from his robe, stuffed some golden tobacco into it, then rubbed the sparks, and burned a wisp of green smoke.
He clicked his lips and looked at the young public-funded students who were pretending to read the textbooks with interest. He cleared his throat and said in a long voice: "I'm not energetic in saying hello... Come on, let me call your names. Sober up." ,cheer!"
Roll call? !
Zheng Qing felt confused for a moment.
Although according to the teaching regulations posted on the back of the classroom door, the teacher who teaches in each class needs to be called by name.
But a wizard like Lao Yao could tell at a glance how many mosquitoes there were in the classroom, not to mention the twenty or so living people. Because of this, professors rarely perform formal operations such as roll call, and Zheng Qing ignored this when asking Tuantuan for help.
You know Tuantuan can't talk!
The orange cat, who was nodding his head and dozing off, immediately raised his head, and his round ears stood up.
"Ears!" Zheng Qing gritted his teeth, stretched out his legs and kicked the fat man's stool in the front row: "That damn fat man can't prick up his ears!"
Tuantuan's two ears instantly drooped.
Then it turned its head carefully, winked at Zheng Qing, and curled its lips.
Zheng Qing understood what it meant: I can't speak, it's up to you!
"Downton!" Old Yao had already opened the roster and called out the names seriously.
"Here!" Squad Leader Tang was always very serious. At this moment, he stood up and formally agreed.
Zheng Qing looked at Xiao Xiao for help, only to find that the busy doctor was flipping through a three-inch-thick dictionary, tossing the red form in a murmur, paying no attention to other things around him.
"Zheng Qing!"
Professor Yao's loud voice interrupted the uneasiness of the young public-funded student.
The roll call was surprisingly fast.
"Here!" After Zheng Qing answered, he did not sit down. Instead, his heart was filled with anger. He forced himself to speak: "Professor, Xin Banner accidentally took the wrong medicine yesterday... so his throat was injured. The doctor asked him to Don’t talk today.”
The other students turned around and looked curiously at the fat man who had taken the wrong medicine.
The orange cat showed no stage fright, nodded around with a calm expression, and pointed at his throat.
"I took the wrong medicine!" Professor Yao looked stunned. He hurriedly walked down the stage, came to Fatty Xin, touched his head, and asked gently: "Is it important? Do you have a sick note from the hospital? Do you need it? need to have a rest?"
Tuantuan's eyes narrowed as he was touched, and he snored comfortably.
Zheng Qing hurriedly poked it and said to the professor with a dry smile: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter...it's a small problem...you have to have a good rest today and just don't talk."
Tuantuan sat up straight, nodded solemnly, opened his mouth and said "ouch".
Zheng Qing couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
"Oh, it looks like this!" Lao Yao continued to touch Tuantuan's head one after another, and warned him earnestly: "I remember Professor Li from the Department of Pharmacy said last time that it was you who stepped on a bowl of flowers in the medicine garden. , and then licked the plate for a week...Why are you always so careless? Although you are all adults, I know that many of you are living independently away from home for the first time, so you must learn to take care!"
Tuantuan could sit upright at first, but as Lao Yao kept stroking him, he couldn't help but lay down on the table again, snoring happily.
Zheng Qing stood aside and explained dryly: "He took medicine in the morning and probably had some phlegm."
"Well, so do all of you." Lao Yao glanced at Zheng Qing with a smile, making his hair stand on end, and then added pointedly: "Don't think that you dare to do whatever you want because you are an adult. You should be a little in awe in your heart. Otherwise Today I’m just lying on the table, tomorrow I’ll be lying on the hospital bed!”
There was a noisy response in the classroom.
Old Yao raised his Dharma book, patted the young public-sponsored student's head gently but not harshly, turned around and walked back to the podium.
Zheng Qing covered his head and took a few breaths of cold air. Leng Buding saw a furry tail exposed from the waistband of Fatty Xin's trousers in front of him, and he quickly poked it again.
That ball of tail was instantly taken back by the fat cat.
"Originally I planned to teach you about the 'Yuanchen Guardian Curse' in this class, but everyone's condition in the morning was not very good... plus some people are sick!" Professor Yao said this, paused, and scanned Zheng Qing and Xin glanced at each other and continued: "In this case, let's move the content of this class to Wednesday for the time being."
"Yuanchen Guardian is a very, very important spell. This spell is related to your registration as a wizard and the ceremony for you to be promoted to a witch. So on Wednesday, everyone must come to class in the best condition. Do you understand? "
"clear!"
"knew!"
"Ouch!"
This time, there was a generally neat response from the audience.
"In this class, let's talk about the philosophy of magic."
Although Philosophy of Magic is only a general course taught by the whole school, the professors who teach it are senior professors from the four colleges. This course does not involve specific operations such as spells, prescriptions, charms, etc. It is just a very simple theoretical course, and the tutorials are relatively simple.
"But Professor!" Downton suddenly raised his hand, interrupting the professor's lecture: "What about the others?"
Although he didn't elaborate in more detail, everyone knew what the question meant.
The spell class is a small class, and the only people in the class are students from Astronomy Class 08-1.
Philosophy of Magic is a big class, and the people who take the class include not only students from Jiuyou Academy, but also some students from Starry Sky Academy, Alpha Academy of Law, and even some old students who failed the course in their sophomore and junior years and retaken it.
Therefore, faced with Lao Yao's willful adjustment of the class schedule, the class monitor expressed that he felt a little troubled: "Do I need to inform those students who have philosophy classes on Wednesday?"
"Also, how should I make notes on my daily class records..." Monitor Jiang Yu also raised his hand to express his helplessness.
