Chapter 159 Why doesn't Gretel need to be punished for being late?
Grete still agreed to host the repeated experiment.
There is no way, the Magic Council... has given too much.
His grade in the last semester was directly scored as A, allowing him to redeem two level 1 magics and three level 0 magics, with a loan period of 20 days. Considering that it takes time for him to host repeated experiments, these redemption rights can be exercised on 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 proved that bats can indeed spread diseases, the laboratory that has put forward many design requirements can also give it to him;
The paper I wrote before is recommended for publication in "Ordinary Magician's Monthly". Of course, if Gretel 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 are definitely not small;
After the training course, Gretel is allowed to stay at Bridge Magic Academy for three more months and freely read the academy's books (of course, excluding 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. While running, 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!"
Gretel gave him a smile back. "Thank you very much for your care, Master Harvey." He said softly and quickly: "With all due respect, can you please join my experimental group? - We can share the first author.
, you know, this experiment requires a lot of people, I'm afraid I can't hold them..."
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 decide on the authorship rights. You can also give it to a third author -"
Gretel was able to use the resources of the Magic Council to repeat the experiment again. 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. Grete’s seat was empty and no one was seen.
On January 12, Gretel still did not appear.
On January 13, Gretel continued to ask for leave. However, his disappearance did not attract much attention. Gretel was busy with his own subjects, always coming to class and leaving after class. He never went to the library with his classmates, which made him even more discordant.
People form a group to study the project. They don’t talk in class, they walk at the end of class, and there are breaks between classes... Oh, the teachers in the training class all finish the lecture in one breath, and there are no breaks between classes...
For a long time, most of the students in the training class' impressions of him alternated between "Is there such a person in our class?" and "Oh, the one who came three months later."
By the way, now I have to add another one, "The one who didn't get grades last semester..."
Of course, he is not the only one who is absent from class. Some teachers turn a blind eye to students' absence from class, some will only reprimand the children of acquaintances, and some are extremely strict and will not tolerate anyone missing class without any reason. On January 15th, came to class
Necromancer Edgar stood on the podium, with a cold face, watching the assistant teacher holding the booklet and calling 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."
"It's Jessica Atkinson!"
"arrive!"
After the round of roll call, out of the 80 students, 15 were absent from class - naturally, Grete was included. Master Edgar looked at the teaching assistant with a sullen face: "Those who have never asked for leave will have their grades lowered by one grade.
Class begins now—"
"I'm sorry, we're late!"
A group of boys and girls rushed towards the door. They were on the first two floors and the back two, blocking the classroom door tightly. The cheekbones of the blond boy headed by him had redness at the corners and swollen eyelids. He was obviously still hungover.
He bowed deeply as soon as he arrived at the door:
"Your Excellency, 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, won't you have 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 not warm at all. "I also know that you broke through level 2 yesterday, and after you broke through, you went to drink with a group of people to celebrate——
Don't deny it, I saw you outside the bar! So what if you break through level 2? You are all elites selected from each county. The training class has been open for half a year. The great mages of each school have taken turns giving lectures for half a year. You break through
Isn’t level taken for granted?
Just because of this, you went out to drink! You even brought a group of people to drink with you! You dared to miss class! If your grades are enough for you, you shouldn’t come to the training class and give up 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. Beside the Necromancer, a dark golden skeleton held a stack of thick paper and clicked its upper and lower jaws.
Yeah, I don’t know if I’m laughing at you or just following someone else’s curse.
Anthony was so scolded that he couldn't even lift his head. Behind him, a group of boys and girls who went out to drink and celebrate all bowed their heads. Some people had quietly moved to the edge of the wall and stood close to it. Master Edgar cursed loudly in one breath.
About to start the lecture, another person came running to the door:
"Your Excellency Archmage, I'm very sorry! I'm late——"
"Who are you?"
Master Edgar had already picked up the red pen, looked at the roll call, and was about to put a cross on the name of the visitor. The visitor bowed deeply:
"Gretel Nordmark. I'm so sorry!"
The archmage paused with his pen tip. He raised his head and looked at Gretel, looking at Gretel's flattened hair on his forehead (pressed by the surgical cap), his old and faded mage robe (the result of daily cleaning), and then
The dirt on the leather boots under his feet was felt. The more he looked at it, the more kind his expression became. 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 boy stopped talking in pain, still looking resentful. Back and forth, the boys and girls who were late and were punished to stand also looked at Grete. If you touch me, I will hump you.
Grete passed through them with strange looks and walked quickly to his seat. When he was almost on his seat, he heard someone whisper from behind:
"Aren't they all late..."
Gretel sat down on his seat. Before the stationery was spread out, a large piece of paper was already flying like a fairy, falling accurately on everyone's desk. Gretel lowered his head to look, and saw Master Edgar's hoarse voice.
At this time it sounded:
"Today we are going to talk about a new paper. Necromancy and Plague. It just passed the review meeting yesterday and will be published in the new issue of "Arcana". Author: Gretel Nordmark."