As the maze lock adjusted, the light gradually brightened, and a new day began at Heidler Magic Academy.
As soon as Donny, who didn't dare to sleep or couldn't sleep, heard the crisp sound of the "human bone wall clock", he immediately bounced off the bed, rushed to the bathroom, and shouted loudly: "Sammy, Carl, get up! There is an open class with Mr. Felipe today, and I can't even enter the door if I go late!"
The so-called open class is naturally open to all apprentices, as long as you can grab a seat in the lecture hall.
It was not that Donnie didn't want to take advantage of the opportunity to wake up in the middle of the night and go directly to the teaching tower where the lecture hall was located to wait, but he clearly knew that during the time period after the early morning when the "Human Bone Wall Clock" of the Academic Affairs Tower rang, except for a few senior tutors with permissions, no one could get close to the three magic towers at the core of the academy: one was the teaching tower, the second was the experimental tower, and the third was the academic tower.
According to the exchanges with the previous seniors in the past few days, Donnie has heard many stories of mages breaking into three magic towers at night and becoming zombie guards.
"So, we walked through the entire college without causing any movement, it was indeed just a nightmare......" Donnie thought silently.
After combing his hair, his crystal-clear eyes regained their brilliance, and then, he jumped out of bed and knocked on the metal railing at the head of Sammy's bed to urge him to get up.
Sammy rubbed his head and yawned as if he didn't remember what happened yesterday, and suddenly, he was stunned, patted the wilted ghost behind him with his backhand, and said slightly nervously: "Carl, don't forget to pass on the news."
"Don't worry, my memory has always been very good." Karl clenched his fists and said, holding a toothbrush in his mouth, white foam covering the corners of his mouth.
After Donnie finished washing, he picked up the notebook he was carrying and flipped through it, then patted his head as if he had a sudden realization: "Jones, let's go together."
"You finally remember me." Fat Jones' expression was quite moved, "Sure enough, it still has to be recorded in a notebook to be effective."
"Of course." Karl stood in front of the full-length mirror, tidying up his shirt, grinning dissatisfiedly, but no matter what strange expression he made, he couldn't get rid of the feeling of "pretty and moving", "My father once said that below the advanced level, no matter how good the memory is, it is not as good as the 'record'."
He put on his magic robe and walked directly to the outside of the bedroom, opening the door and admonishing, "Remember to line up for me."
"No problem." Donnie also put on his magic robe.
After watching Karl leave, the dormitory suddenly fell into an indescribable silence, whether it was Donny, Sammy and Jones, they all had lingering fears about last night's nightmare, if it weren't for the amazing background revealed by Carl, they would not be able to achieve even the most basic peace.
"Let's go, if it's late, you won't be able to hear Mr. Felipe's speech." In the end, it was Donnie who broke the eerie silence.
"Okay." Sammy said with puffy eyes.
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"There are so many people so early?" As soon as he entered the hall on the first floor of the teaching tower, Donnie was shocked by the heat wave and noisy sounds, there was still a full hour and a half before the start of the open class, and there were actually two or three hundred people queuing up here!
Looking at the crowd of people in front of him, Sammy shook his head and said with a slight surprise: "As soon as the 'Human Bone Wall Clock' rang, we got up, why can they be earlier than us?"
"Maybe they didn't brush their teeth or wash their faces, maybe they did all this before the 'human bone wall clock' rang, and as soon as they heard the bell, they ran straight here." As a secret reporter, Jones is also well-informed and experienced.
Sammy looked at it strangely: "Are you?"
The battered Jones was numb and shrugged: "I am your ......"
Before he finished speaking, he saw Sami turning his head sideways without care, chatting with the ghost behind him, not caring who he was! Or rather, he felt that this question was not important.
"Fortunately, we are not bad either." Downey, who noticed Jones' "grief and anger", interjected, "The lecture hall can accommodate 500 people, and we can definitely fit in our current position."
"Yes." Jones said with relief, this was in exchange for a nightmare!
After about half an hour, there were already circles of queues outside the lecture hall, and there was no open space, so the late apprentices and magicians could only look at the crowd inside in annoyance and leave reluctantly.
At this time, Karl walked in from outside, obviously startled by the crowd in front of him, and then he was agile and brisk, like a small fish swimming in the gaps in the team, quickly approaching Donnie and the others.
The apprentices behind Donnie saw that Karl intended to jump the queue and raised their eyebrows, but just as they were about to scold them, they saw Karl raise his head and smile: "I'm sorry, my friend helped me line up."
This smile, with a little apology and shame, and a little pity and gentleness, suddenly, the group of apprentices' eyes widened and said slurredly: "No, it's okay."
Karl then turned around, lowered his voice and said to Donnie, Sammy, and Jones: "I have already passed the news out, and we can get professional analysis and advice as soon as this afternoon, tomorrow at the latest."
"Thank you, Karl." Donnie said sincerely.
The four of them didn't speak anymore, each immersed in their own thoughts until the door of the lecture hall opened, and the crowd in front of them began to surge in order.
Because it was not too late, Karl, Donnie and the others were in the center of the hall, and they could see the podium in front of them more clearly, while outside the door, many magic apprentices and mages who had no place stood there, trying to observe.
At this time, the small door on the other side creaked open, and a tall and thin man wearing a long black trench coat with his hands in his pockets walked in, he coughed softly twice, his face was full of illness, and his expression was extremely indifferent.
"Mr. Felipe is exactly what the newspaper describes." Donnie whispered.
Felipe did not like to be exposed to the public, so he rarely accepted interviews on TV news and invitations to TV programs, preferring newspapers or radio stations.
Karl laughed softly: "I don't know if his arcane level is the same as what the newspaper describes......"
"You don't know?" Donnie asked strangely, with his background, this kind of famous and potentially legendary archmage should be the focus of attention, hey, why did Mr. Felipe only wear the badge of the member of the Arcane Review Committee and the badge of the "Pale Hand", and not the arcane and magic badge like a normal magician?
Karl shook his head: "I don't have such a good arcane level to judge his papers and research results, and my brother and the others don't like to discuss his affairs, but he must be great to get so many honors."
Felipe looked around at the apprentices and magicians below on the podium, his eyes swept over the place, and immediately fell silent, and then, he said in that gloomy and special voice: "I am Felipe, you can call me husband, you can also call me mentor, today I am here to show you the latest and most cutting-edge theories and achievements in the field of genetic factors, you don't have to understand, but you can't know, otherwise, you will only be like a corpse in a coffin, rotting day by day, and you can't do anything valuable ......"
Donnie listened intently, not hypersensitive to the fact that Mr. Felipe's gaze seemed to pause on his side before, of course, this pause was so unattainable that Donnie thought it was an illusion.
"Mr. Felipe is completely different from other mentors, other mentors are talking about sharing the latest knowledge with us, and he ......" Sammy let the ghost behind him massage his forehead, trying to keep himself awake.
Jones also nodded: "Yes, he is very sharp and direct, and he doesn't consider our feelings at all......"
As Felipe's speech deepened, everyone began to immerse themselves in the magical field of genetics, including chromosomes, genetic models based on the results of alchemical reactions, as well as conjectures and experiments on how to inherit and how to inherit.
Although the apprentices and magicians present did not understand most of the content, they felt that this field was magical and high-end because it involved the secrets of life, and thus yearned for it.
"That's all for my speech, what's wrong with you?" Before I knew it, it was close to noon, and Felipe inserted his right hand into his pocket again.
The apprentices and masters had just come back to their senses, and before they could raise their hands, they heard a magnetic male voice: "I have a problem!"
Donnie looked sideways at Karl and saw his right hand raised high, and the notebook in front of him was full of words.
Felipe nodded lightly and said in a flat tone: "What's the problem?"
Karl stood up slightly excitedly, bowed slightly, and said, "Hello, Mr. Felipe, I'm Blaise, I would like to ask you, what do you think about the current genetic model? I don't ...... it personally."
Donnie pinched his forehead helplessly, turned his gaze forward, and pretended not to know Carl, according to his experience, Karl would definitely be long-winded.
But at this time, Felipe did not wait for Karl to finish speaking, and replied directly: "Obviously, our rich characteristics and the splendor of the whole world cannot be described or inherited by this simple model."
Everyone gasped, Mr. Felipe was directly expressing his attitude and dissatisfaction with the existing genetic model?
Karl didn't say a word, and the whole person seemed very uncomfortable, so he asked again: "Then, Mr. Felipe, do you think that manipulation of the genetic level can change the appearance? Can you do it......
Felipe interrupted him again: "There is no problem at all, in fact, the bloodline research of the ancient magical empire belongs to this field, but they have no theoretical guidance, and can only rely on a large number of human experiments to accumulate materials and refine the laws."
Karl's expression was slightly distorted, as if he was holding his breath: "I have one more question......"
"Please give the opportunity to others, you have already asked two questions." Felipe said unceremoniously.
Karl had no choice but to sit down depressedly, his mouth kept turning, as if he was silently telling something.
Witnessing such a scene, Donnie couldn't help but smile, he usually couldn't stop Carl from pulling and chattering, it was rare to see him like he was now.
At the same time, he also raised his hand, waiting to ask a question.
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After the open class, Felipe sat alone in a secret room in the Academic Tower, and the "artificial intelligence" in front of him was playing all the pictures recorded by the fascination lock in the past three days - after the development of "artificial intelligence" and alchemy storage materials, the recording function of the fascination lock has been greatly improved.
In the slightly dim picture, the entire academy was in order, and at night, the surroundings were quiet, there was nothing unusual, Felipe was holding a red wine glass, leaning on the back of the chair, looking at these intently, not letting go of any detail, but after half a day, he still didn't find anything to pay attention to.
Suddenly, there was a gentle knock on the door.
"What's the matter?" Felipe asked concisely.
"Mr. Felipe, someone sent you a note." The waiter's voice sounded.
Felipe said "Hmm", the door opened, and the waiter walked in and handed him an ordinary note.
"Donnie?" Felipe unfolded the note, saw the more familiar handwriting, and read the words on it softly.
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"Tower of Life", in bedroom 202.
"Huh, there is no danger, my brother told us not to worry and not to worry about this matter." Karl trotted in from outside, happily holding up the note in his hand.
Just ask for a monthly pass, everyone can vote if they have it, or it will be wasted
(End of this chapter)