What is it like to be a teacher as a magister?

Chapter 9 Three Questions
Donald was in a good mood these days, even the diet plan he had insisted on for several months was interrupted halfway, and he ate a few big meals to reward himself.

While using a knife and fork to divide the lemon-smoked chicken that was served as breakfast on the plate in front of him, he was thinking about how to maximize the benefits of the Academy in Prince's apprenticeship.

Just then, there was a sound from the window.

Donald turned his head and saw a colorful magpie standing on the wooden window frame, pecking at the glass with its sharp beak.

This strangely colored animal is likely to be a specially bred monster, and birds with this characteristic are mostly messengers commonly used by magicians.

When he opened the window, he saw the colorful magpie fluttering its wings and flying away, dropping a roll of letter paper as it left.

Donald reached out to catch it, then unfolded the letter and read it carefully.

The next moment, his eyes widened in disbelief.

……

The gate of Hall School of Magic.

"Mr. Gal, are you sure His Excellency 'Storm Guidance' will come in person?" Old Qiao asked out of breath while lowering his head to check his clothes carefully.

"A note written by Miss Tessa herself, there will be absolutely no problem."

"But didn't you say before that you should ask Prince to go to the Magic Tower to meet Master Roman?" Old Joe frowned a little uneasy.

Prince interrupted from the side: "Father, Master Roman came in person, isn't it just showing that he attaches great importance to this matter?"

Donald's original words were blocked back, so he could only say with a dry smile, "That's right, it won't be a bad thing."

Old Qiao shook his head secretly, and then asked his son, "Are you sure you have mastered everything about the design process of the windmill?"

"Of course." Princes blurted out confidently.

"I mean all the design process, including what you commissioned from others." Old Joe pressed.

"It's all clear to me, all the design links are either checked by me, or I personally do the frame design." Prince was a little dissatisfied with his father's suspicion, and then asked: "Father, what are you worried about? Wouldn't it be a good thing that Master Roman came to pick me up in person?"

Old Qiao glanced at his son, wanted to say something, but finally sighed.

At this moment, a carriage appeared at the corner of the street in the distance.

The three of Donald originally thought that Roman Sagan would make a majestic appearance, but when the carriage approached, a beautiful lady's face was revealed.

Tessa smiled and said, "Your Excellency Gal, the teacher would like to take a look at the magic fountain he left behind."

"Oh... yes."

As the dean, Donald has received many distinguished visitors, but today he feels overwhelmed.

……

The moment Roman got off the carriage and stepped onto the lawn, everyone held their breath. None of the people present had ever seen Roman Sagan himself, but none of them doubted the identity of the other party.Because even Donald, who was a high-level magician, was suppressed by that seemingly invisible aura at the moment and couldn't breathe.

When Princes and others thought that Roman Sagan would appear on the stage in a low-key manner like before, and had a gentle conversation with his prospective disciple, the other party let them personally experience what is called storm guidance.

It wasn't until the other party turned around to look at the magic fountain not far away that the pressure on everyone suddenly eased.

Donald and Joe Sr. thought of ten thousand respectful and respectable opening remarks, but at the end of the day they couldn't get a word out.

Roman watched the fountain with his hands behind his back for a long time before turning around and looking at Prince.

"Three questions."

Roman said without any foreshadowing: "First, what is the expression of the mapping interval between the 75F surface domain and the α surface domain?"

Although the pressure on his body disappeared, Prince still felt as if his joints were locked, and his movements were extremely stiff, and he reluctantly bent over to salute, and tried his best to maintain a tone that he thought was peaceful:

"These two surface domains have not been proven to be parallel, so there is no mapping interval."

After Prince finished answering, the anxiety in his heart gradually subsided, and he seemed to understand Roman Sagan's intentions.

Shock yourself with a powerful aura first, and then test whether you can keep calm and give the correct answer under pressure!
Instead of asking whether the two surface domains are parallel, I asked directly about the expression of the mapping interval. Fortunately, I responded quickly and was not scammed.

Princes was a little smug.

"very good."

Roman nodded slightly expressionlessly: "Second question, how many pairs of regression counts are there for the constant trend α surface among the positive values ​​of the non-stretch mapping arc?"

Princes inadvertently caught a glimpse of Tessa who was smiling, and his confidence suddenly increased, and he said without thinking:
"375 pairs."

"Very good." A moment of disappointment and frustration flashed across Roman's face, he sighed slightly, and continued:

"The third question, who is the designer of the magic pattern of the wind wheel bearing?"

Prince was obviously stunned for a moment, not quite understanding the meaning of your Excellency "Storm Guidance" asking this question, but he still didn't dare to hide it, and said in a very solemn tone: "Besides me, there is also Jennifer, reduce bearing friction The magic pattern was inscribed by her."

He paused for a moment, then continued: "And I will activate it myself in the end."

A light flashed in Roman's eyes, and then he said calmly, "Call Jennifer."

"I'll go right away." Donald reacted extremely quickly, and immediately flew away, revealing the strength of the high-level magician.

In just a few dozen breaths, Donald rushed over with a girl.

Jennifer, who was forcibly "brought" by Donald with wind magic, had no idea what was going on. All she heard along the way was the dean repeating words such as "Guide to the Storm", "Master Roman", "Question", "Strive for Qi".

It wasn't until he saw the old man in front of him with white beard and hair, many wrinkles and wearing an old magic robe, that he suddenly woke up.

After realizing the identity of the person in front of her, Jennifer opened her mouth wide and quickly covered it with her hands.

Her mind went blank and she was completely bewildered.

Because the college didn't teach her how to salute a magic apprentice when meeting a magister.

Fortunately, Roman didn't embarrass her for too long, looked at Jennifer twice, and said gently: "Your name is Jennifer?"

"Yes... yes." Jennifer's legs were weak, she barely held her body, and she didn't know if it was proper manners, she bowed deeply, and said loudly with a somewhat uncontrollable tone: "Hello, Your Excellency 'Storm Guidance'. "

Roman smiled and waited for her nervousness to calm down before taking out a roll of paper from the wide cuff of the magic robe and handing it over:

"To confirm, are these manuscripts written by you?"

Jennifer took the paper with trembling hands, looked it over a bit, and probably knew what it was, but for the sake of caution, she still read all the manuscripts one by one, and finally said:
"This magic pattern is the main frame design and calculation module jointly completed by Mr. Prince and I, but the checking and optimization in the middle was done by Colin Wayne. These manuscripts should also be Colin's. handwriting."

Because the final effect of the magic pattern was very satisfactory, neither Jennifer nor Princes went back to verify the calculation process in the middle, so they didn't know that Colin had already changed all the design plans.

"Colin Wayne?" Roman whispered the name.

(End of this chapter)