Chapter 160 Why Doesn't Gretel Have to Stand if He's Late?

Grete still agreed to host the repeated experiment.

There is no way, the Magic Council... has given too much.

Last semester's grade was directly A+, allowing him to redeem two level 1 magics and three level 0 magics, and the borrowing time was 20 days. Considering that it takes time for him to conduct repeated experiments, these redemption rights can be exercised any day in the next semester;

After the repeated experiment, all consumables, experimental animals, and experimental equipment will belong to Grete; if it can be proven that bats can indeed spread diseases, the laboratory that put forward many design requirements can also give it to him;

The paper I wrote before is recommended for publication in "Ordinary Magician Monthly". Of course, if Grete is willing to wait for the subsequent repeated experiments to produce results, the results of the two experiments can be combined and directly recommended to "Arcane" or "Magic" - naturally, the rewards related to publishing papers will definitely not be Less;

After the training course, Gretel is allowed to stay at Bridge Magic Academy for three more months and freely read the books in the academy (excluding, of course, magic that requires money or contribution points)...

"The teacher really values ​​you." Master Harvey took the teacher's note and went to run errands to complete the formalities. As he ran, he sighed to Grete:

"Presiding a project independently... I only have this authority after I was promoted to level 5 this year. There are only two people in my team, which is much less than you!"

Grete smiled back at him. "Thank you very much for your care, Master Harvey." He said softly and quickly: "With all due respect, could you please join my experimental group? - We can share the first author. You know, this experiment requires There are so many people, I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold them down…”

The red-robed mage's heart skipped a beat. He hesitated for a moment and shook his head:

"No need, this experiment is not my research direction. If it's convenient, I can send an apprentice over to work under your team? You can take care of the authorship rights. You can also give it to a third author-"

Gretel was able to repeat the experiment again with the resources of the Magic Council. During the entire New Year holiday, from December 21st to January 10th of the following year, he was completely involved in the experiment:

While others were shopping, he was drawing the design of the monkey version of the P4 laboratory;

While others were celebrating the New Year, he ordered a group of deistic priests to drive rabbits, weasels, pigs, sheep, and horses into the laboratory;

While others were holding new magic scrolls to study, he held the rabbits in one hand and held a thermometer in the other, taking the temperatures of the rabbits one by one;

When others were visiting the college library, he had a pile of experimental records on his left and a pile of medical records obtained from Elder Wood on his right. He was writing the paper so loudly that his tongue was about to stick out...

On January 11, the training class resumed. Gretel's seat was empty, with no one around.

On January 12, Grete still didn’t show up.

On January 13, Grete continued to take leave. However, his disappearance did not attract much attention. Grete was busy with his own projects. He always came to class and left after class. He never went to the library with his classmates, let alone formed a group with others to study projects. You don’t talk in class, you leave at the end of get out of class, and during recess... Oh, the teachers in the training class all lectured in one breath, and there was no recess...

For a long time, the opinions of most students in the training class towards him kept jumping between "Is there such a person in our class?" and "Oh, that one who came three months late."

By the way, now I have to add another one, "The one who had no grades last semester..."

Of course, he wasn't the only one who missed class. Some teachers turn a blind eye to students' absence from class, some will only scold the children of acquaintances, and some are extremely strict and will not allow anyone to miss class without any reason. On January 15th, Edgar, the necromancer who came to class, stood on the podium and watched with a cold face as the assistant teacher held the booklet and called the names one by one:

"Amanda Tedder."

"arrive."

"Christian Price."

"arrive."

"Corian Franz."

"arrive."

"Pedro Mayer."

"arrive."

"Anthony Valentine."

"..."

"..."

"Anthony Valentine!"

"Forget it until it arrives." Necromancer Edgar interrupted the assistant teacher's words, his tone was flat, and there was no emotion or anger, "Next."

"Yes. Jessica Atkinson!"

"arrive!"

After the roll call was completed, 15 of the 80 students were absent from class - naturally, Gretel was included. Master Edgar looked at the teaching assistant with a stern look: "Those who have never asked for leave will have their grades lowered by one grade. Classes will begin now -"

"Sorry, sorry, we're late!"

A group of boys and girls rushed to the door. The first two floors and the back two floors blocked the classroom door tightly. The leader, the blond boy, had some redness on his cheekbones and corners of his eyes, and his eyelids were swollen. He was obviously still hungover. As soon as he arrived at the door, he bowed deeply:

"Your Majesty the Archmage, I'm very sorry! I'm a little late..."

"You can still be late for class in the academy!" Master Edgar interrupted: "You can be late for a while even if you are so close. When you go to the battlefield, aren't you going to be late for a whole day? - Stand outside!"

"But Master, I asked for leave... I was late because I broke through level 2..."

"Of course I know you took ten days off." Master Edgar's thin face was cold and cold, without any warmth. "I also know that you broke through level 2 yesterday. After you broke through, you went drinking with a group of people to celebrate——

Don't deny it, I saw you outside the bar! What if it breaks through level 2? You are all elites selected from each county. The training class has been open for half a year, and the archmage from each school has taken turns giving lectures for half a year. Isn’t it natural for you to break through the level?

Why don't you go out and drink for this? And even brought a group of people to drink together! How dare you miss class! If these results can satisfy you, you should not come to the training class and give your place to someone with more potential! "

Wizard Edgar looked as thin as a skeleton, but his lung capacity was really amazing. He cursed for five minutes without stopping. Next to the Necromancer, a dark golden skeleton was holding a stack of thick paper, its upper and lower jaws clicking, whether it was laughing or swearing.

Anthony was so scolded that he couldn't hold his head up. Behind him, a group of teenagers and girls who were going out to drink and celebrate all bowed their heads. Some people had already quietly moved to the edge of the wall and stood close to it. Master Edgar cursed loudly and was about to start teaching when another person came running to the door:

"Your Majesty the Archmage, I'm very sorry! I'm late——"

"Which one are you?"

Master Edgar had already picked up the red pen and looked at the roll call, ready to put a cross on the name of the person coming. The visitor bowed deeply:

"Gretel Nordmark. I'm so sorry!"

The archmage paused with his pen. He raised his head and looked at Grete, from the flattened hair on his forehead (pressed by the surgical cap), to the old and faded mage robe (the result of daily cleaning), to the leather boots under his feet. soil. The more he looked at it, the kinder his expression became, and finally he waved his hand and pointed to the inside of the classroom:

"Be careful not to be late next time. Come in and listen to the class!"

"Why can he come in and listen?"

Behind Anthony, a younger boy shouted unconvinced.

Anthony immediately gave him an elbow, and the young man shut up in pain, still looking miserable. Before and after, the boys and girls who were late and were punished to stand, also looked at Gretel, you touch me, I will hump you.

Grete passed through them with strange looks and walked quickly to his seat. When I was almost in my seat, I heard someone whisper from behind:

"Aren't they all late..."

Grete sat down in his seat. Before the stationery was spread out, a large piece of paper was already spinning like a goddess scattering flowers, and landed accurately on everyone's desk. Gretel lowered his head to look, and Master Edgar's hoarse voice sounded at exactly this moment:

"Today we are going to talk about a new paper. Necromantic Department, Plague Direction. It just passed the review meeting yesterday and will be published in the new issue of "Arcana". Author: Gretel Nordmark."