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Chapter 185: The invitation from the old principal

Although there is no profound magic background, Zhao Linger often adds some interesting stories from China based on her own understanding when explaining magic theory. In this way, the students' enthusiasm for learning has increased a lot.

For a time, Zhao Linger had a very good tone at the Busbaton Magic Academy.

Through the analysis of the teaching progress over the past few days, Ma Xingkong believes that Zhao Linger's task is quite sure to be completed. With her current progress, although time is a bit tight, as long as nothing unexpected happens and work harder, it is very likely to pass the tasks assigned by the team's main line.

After all, there are only eight students in Class 25 now. Except for Zoe, who has been silent and seems to have lost interest in the outside world, the other students have a solid foundation in magic theory courses. Just refer to the examination materials of previous years, copy the college entrance examination model in China, and then attack for three months. As long as they are not born with mental retardation, it is enough to get all the magic theory courses for the Ultimate Wizard Qualification Examination "pass".

As for whether the students are willing to implement the issue, it is completely out of consideration.

Don't want to memorize it by rote? It's all **

Ma Xingkong walked back from the female teacher's apartment, and he was extremely skilled and involuntarily collected a lot of useful information.

"Are nine trialists dead?"

Although he was a little surprised, he felt relieved after a moment of vain.

Except for the two people he killed, the disappearance of the remaining seven trialists was probably mostly caused by the indigenous people.

If no one comes out to clamp down, and every trial treats students like pigs and dogs, killing them at will, leaving only the best group, then this Magic Academy is too sorry for its century-old inheritance.

Shaking his head, just as he was about to pick up the magic book to continue studying, a bird full of red flew into the window, and the flames were constantly exposed to the outside, but these flames were extremely gentle and did not cause any damage to the surrounding environment.

The bird looked at Ma Xingkong with an extremely humane personality, scratched his feathers with his claws, and a parchment that was much larger than its size appeared on the claws.

As soon as the firebird claws hooked, the sheepskin roll fell steadily into Ma Xingkong's hand.

After doing this action, the firebird proudly flapped its wings and flew out with sporadic soft flames.

"It's not Ling'er's messenger, who would come to me at this time? Is the legendary Zimeng?"

During the mission period, you must be careful when dealing with unreasonable things, otherwise a slight negligence may lead to your own death.

Ma Xingkong pulled out several internal forces from his dantian and gradually flowed onto the parchment roll. The internal force radar launched detection.

As if triggered, a red flame burst out from the scroll instantly, hitting Ma Xingkong's internal force overflowing from his body, squeezing each other, forming a dazzling spark.

If it weren't for the internal force of Ma Xingkong, I'm afraid he would have to be covered in dust at this moment.

"A boring prank, what a childlike old man..." Although he had not opened the envelope, Ma Xingkong felt the pressure of the flame and understood the origin of the letter.

The aura of the third-level strongman spread on the sheepskin roll. Almost all wizards and trialists knew that in the entire Busbaton Magic Academy, except for the old principal Oster Maxim, there was only the legendary existence of the External Relations Department.

But the legendary wizard from the External Relations Department was leading the war between the External Relations Department and the Dragon Clan's vassal races, so the identity of the sender was very clear.

When he opened the envelope, Ma Xingkong saw several lines of text written smoothly on the parchment scroll, which revealed a bohemian atmosphere.

The strong man from the East,

We have many doubts about each other and need to answer each other. If Meng Buqie, please come to the principal's office between 17:00 and 19:00 today and have a meal with me.

And: Fuling agent is a good thing...

——The old and weak Oster

"What does that little tail mean? Do you want to give me a blessing spirit potion?"

Although the cuteness revealed between the lines made Ma Xingkong feel a little more alert, he did not dare to despise Principal Oster, who was "old and weak" in the legend.

According to rumors, Oster's magical talent is not good. He often needs to practice it ten times repeatedly before he can learn what others can learn. Therefore, without further progress, he has to put in more than ten times more effort than ordinary people.

Any human who relies on his own efforts to cultivate to the third level is an admirable existence.

Due to his own qualifications, in the wishing coins, a large amount of elixir assistance and crazy practice, Ma Xingkong also took more than four years to reach the second-level high-level strength, so he can understand the efforts required by a cultivator with poor talent better than anyone else.

Involuntarily, Ma Xingkong subconsciously became a little close to the old principal Oster.

After looking at the time, Ma Xingkong put the parchment into the ring, punched the magic book struggling in front of him and continued to read it leisurely.

...

19:05, top floor of Boothbaton Magic Academy, president's office.

Ma Xingkong walked over slowly, and the two sphinx stone sculptures at the door were instantly resurrected. Two giant three-meter-long dragon spears immediately pointed at him, and the rigid and rigid words spit out from the mouths of the two magic creatures: "Command"

"Censorship? That old man didn't tell me."

Ma Xingkong remembered the command of the male teacher's apartment without the extreme "vinegar and wine". He raised his hand and gently pressed the two dragon guns for several centimeters. "It was Principal Oster who asked me to come to him. Can't I pass without the command?"

"No, you must show the command." The two Sphinx guards spoke in unison, their voices as stiff and rigid as ever.

Ma Xingkong frowned. Although these two Sphinx guards were both at the second-level high-level, as magical creatures, they had shortcomings in their inflexible movements. If they wanted to break through, Ma Xingkong could forcibly remove these two guards in less than ten minutes.

But in this way, it is contrary to the purpose of Ma Xingkong's trip.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered the meaningless little tail of the parchment scroll, and blurted out: "Fu Ling Agent"

"The command is correct, and it is allowed to pass." The two guards instantly retracted their spears, gradually losing their vitality, and began to petrify.

In this way, Ma Xingkong walked into the principal's office with dissatisfaction with the old principal.

When I entered the room, I felt like I was in another world. The small house, which was originally only a few dozen square meters, seemed to be hundreds of square meters inside.

However, there are bookshelfs placed in 70% of the room, which looks a little crowded. The rest of the room is simple to furnish, but very warm, with soft light, thick carpet, warm stove, boiling in the pot, fragrant soup overflowing, and old man with reading glasses concentrate on reading...

Seeing this harmonious and peaceful scene, Ma Xingkong's original unhappiness suddenly disappeared a lot.

It seemed that the principal in front of him looked serious, but the inside was the essence of an old naughty boy. Ma Xingkong casually snapped his fingers and a simple stool appeared at hand.

He sat on the chair with a golden knife, wrapped it in a cup filled with mellow red silk wine. When his wrist shook, the glass of sweet wine flew steadily and flew towards the old principal without missing a single trace.

Oster reached out and took the cup easily, shook his wrist for a moment, smelling the fragrance of the wine, revealing an intoxicating expression.

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