Hunting College

A black butterfly was dancing lightly outside the window.

She fluttered her wings, and with the help of the shofar wind rolled up under the eaves of the corner, she carefully shuttled between the window edges and the balcony, sensitively avoiding the grass sperm that was climbing among the creepers, and drifting between their slender claws.

Seeing the delicacy fly away from his fingers, the grass sperm couldn't help making an angry squeak.

The sun fell, and was reflected back by the smooth and thin scales of the black butterfly. Her body cast a small shimmering shadow on the red wall of the school building.

It's like a small dark cloud.

This dark cloud slid over the wall tiles, over the window sills, through the tall French windows, and fell onto a desk, where it flashed under a pen tip that was moving fast.

The pen in Zheng Qing's hand paused, leaving a black ink stain on the notebook.

He raised his head if he felt it, and looked out the window.

The sun was shining outside the house, and the blue sky was without a trace of clouds, as if the little shadow just now was an illusion.

On the blackboard, the complex logic maps have been wiped clean by the elves, and the dark green blackboard can reflect the shadow of people. After the young wizards stuffed those catastrophic vocabularies into their notebooks, they never looked at them again.

It seems that turning over that piece of paper can forget this nightmare memory.

Professor Yi Jiazi hunched his back, leaning on the desk, and continued his teaching unhurriedly:

"The process of divination is the process of obtaining information."

"The most important thing is comprehensive!"

"No matter how big or small it is! It must be checked! It must be compared! It must be comprehensive!"

"Only in this way can you accurately judge a person's preferences after extracting the information, can accurately adjust the parameters of the overall percentage of different judgments under the same event, and make a correct analysis."

At this point, he paused.

An elf dragged a huge tea cup and flew from not far away, and landed at the professor's hand.

Professor Yi picked up the cup, swallowed the still steaming drink, and sighed comfortably:

"A registered wizard who is proficient in divination has, in a sense, no less than a powerful wizard!"

"When you are able to intercept other people's information proficiently and peek into the mysterious river of fate, sometimes you only need a slight change-such as throwing a stone into the river-that will completely collapse his life. "

"Even when you lose enough stones and big enough, the river of destiny will be blocked."

"The world will collapse because of this."

This sentence was so intimidating and tempting that there was a neat gasp in the classroom.

Zheng Qing also took a breath.

He hesitated and began to reconsider whether or not to bite the bullet and continue learning divination.

Looking around, many people are attracted by the scene depicted by Professor Yi.

Even Xiao Xiao, who had always been calm and calm, had a frenzy in his eyes.

Scorching madness.

This atmosphere made young public-funded students restless.

"Of course, that's just the realm of legend."

Professor Yi's conversation turned, and the passion that many people had just gushed out:

"Most people have a poor understanding of divination...Even if these people have learned standard divination, they can only rely on the calculation, analysis, and operational research capabilities in it to organize documents in the Wizarding League or act as a hunting team. If you are a staff officer or have a little bit of luck, you may be reduced to an unknown alley and do odd jobs for an unknown detective agency."

"Everyone here...I mean most of them, they are all within this range."

"Of course I hope that you will spend most of your time in my divination class, but this is unreasonable. If you find that you don’t have the talent in this area during your study, I hope you can actively spend more time on other things. Subject."

"Such as spells, talisman, or even magic text."

"Without talent, even if you waste a lot of time on this course, at best, you can only see it a little higher, a little farther, and a little clearer than the average person."

This is already very satisfying. Zheng Qing gritted his teeth and looked at the professor, slanderously saying that he can see higher, farther, and more clearly than others, is there anything else he can't satisfy?

Obviously, Professor Yi is not satisfied:

"If I have the honor to be able to teach a real fortune-teller... If one of you here can become a real fortune-telling master-a person with this ability can be called in a sense God—then, I hope you think about your life and the future of the world carefully when you make any slight changes."

"Who knows what kind of existence the end of the thread you uncovered is."

"You wander in the river of fate, and fate will bind you back there."

"This is the home of all diviners."

"You never know whether the dagger that you protruded to cut a thin thread is the sword of Damocles above your head."

Quietly in the classroom, everyone held their breath and looked at the thin body in the large robe with admiring and longing eyes.

The elves dragged the huge water cups again, and filled Professor Yi with hot drinks.

The professor took a sip, smacked his lips, and continued:

"Of course, it is extremely difficult to truly and completely judge a person's future."

"very difficult."

"For example, the person we are most familiar with is ourselves... But few wizards can clearly describe our own destiny. Because the person we have the most difficulty to truly judge is also ourselves. So you need a truly trusted companion. Help you exercise this ability."

Zheng Qing's blank gaze glided across the faces of Xiao Xiao, Zhang Jixin, Fatty Xin and others, and finally looked back at the empty school desk not far behind him.

There seemed to be a snicker nearby.

Professor Yi turned a blind eye to the small movements among the students in the audience, and even the tone of voice did not fluctuate too much:

"The above mentioned are all standard divination techniques that have been tried and tested."

"In addition, there are some wizards who are born with a strong'vision' and can make very accurate predictions through intuition...These wizards have their own titles, such as observers, witnesses, prophets, etc."

"In the hands of such wizards, tools such as crystal balls, tortoise shells, and tarot cards are almost useless. They rely more on their extraordinary talents and mysterious bonuses to accomplish seemingly impossible magic."

"In this regard, the immigrants of Tarot are more prominent than the lives of our generations living on the earth... The Gypsy Witches have inherited many of their skills... I remember an international student from the Witches in the class, where is it?"

The professor's inquiry shocked Zheng Qing ~www.ltnovel.com~Professor," he immediately raised his hand and exclaimed: "Irina hasn't come to class recently..."

"Not here?" Professor Yi frowned: "Well, Jelena, one credit is deducted... Although I don't have too strict requirements for classroom discipline, I can't tolerate such unreasonable absences."

Zheng Qing was stunned.

A suppressed laugh broke out among the students sitting around him.

"I didn't mean that," Zheng Qing said with some anxious eyes, "I mean, Irina hasn't come to class for several days, it may be dangerous..."

"Roaring class, deduct one point." Professor Yi looked up at Zheng Qing and said slowly: "This is the first university, there will be no danger... Although I do not have too strict requirements for classroom discipline, I can't tolerate it. Someone made a random noise during the lecture...you can keep any comments."

Zheng Qing blushed and sat down angrily, sulking all his life.