Magic Academy Bans Harem

Chapter 211 The Origin of the Splendor

As the second half of September progressed, a certain professor wasn't involved in anything weird.

In the blink of an eye, it was already October.

Since the 14-day college exchange meeting will officially begin in late October, the midterm exams of Earls College this semester will be moved forward and will start in early October.

Originally, the Yewwood class had added the second-place student in the elementary department, so Ritas thought their grades would be much better than last semester. But with Adeline's reminder, after a simple check on Xia Lu's learning situation, Ritas knew that the Yewwood class's counterattack drama would probably not be staged this semester.
By the way, since An came back, Adeline has returned to her original state. And because Ritas never witnessed Adeline being a good teacher, the so-called "serious Adeline" is simply a phantom in his mind.

In short, after the weekend, on the second Monday of early October, under the supervision of Ritas, the students of the Yew Fir School started a new public class.

On this day, students from the three grades of Yew Fir, Green Ivy and Golden Balance were taking the "World Literature and Art" class.

Among the many courses at Earls College, especially the public courses, there are always a few courses that are just for the sake of numbers and do not have exams or tests.

World literature and art is just such a public course.

In addition, there are only a few students who will choose to pursue an artistic career in the future. And now the midterm exam is approaching.

As a result, some students in the world literature class openly used textbooks of other courses to prepare for the exam.

Associate Professor Safran Ivanis, who teaches world literature, doesn't care.

Although still very young, Professor Safran, who has been a formal teacher for several years, is very clear about the positioning of the courses she is responsible for. Therefore, her classes are always only given to those who want to listen.

"Come to think of it, Old Dodge and the Toad from the Golden Balance are not here today."

".His name is Mytho Gerkin."

Although there were some unpleasant experiences with Professor Maito, the class mentor of Golden Libra, Ritas still corrected him without any emotion.

Of course, he also knew that the Bathing Goddess would definitely not remember it.

"After all, it's been a month. I wasn't planning to go with you today, but for various reasons, I missed Professor Saffran's class. Plus, I didn't take many world literature classes when I was a student, so I'm still very interested in the course content."

"Hey~ This is what they call a true artist, isn't it? They all come from a classroom, right?"

“That’s a bit biased. Although Professor Safran has only been a teacher for a short time, she has trained many emerging artists who are currently active in the art world.”

Ritas said this, but what he cared about in his heart was the bathing goddess who usually took it for granted to bathe in this world.

It seemed that it was the end of the holiday, and the Bathing Goddess confirmed that even if the power went out on her side, it would not be affected on Ritas side. So, she switched the large terminal and the small terminal she held.

According to the Bath Goddess, "Now when I take a bath, I won't miss interesting things."

"By the way, since we are going to take the exam again soon, will the ranking of the three grades of upper, middle and lower grades be adjusted accordingly based on the results of this exam?"

"It's not like there are three levels: upper, middle, or lower."

Ritas wanted to explain that the academy had not officially stated that the students would be divided into grades. But halfway through, he felt that it was unnecessary to deceive himself, so he stopped talking.
"There will be no adjustments for the time being. However, when the evaluation is conducted next semester, the results of this exam will also have a certain weight."

"I've always been a little curious. It's ok that Golden Balance's grades are bad, but Dodge's grades are also bad?"

“As for the average score, it has never been high.”

Ritas recalled the classes that Professor Dodge had been in charge of over the years and continued,
"Professor Dodge is a mentor who is good at discovering students' specialties. However, it is also because of this that his students often have serious subject bias. The results of the last midterm exam can give us some clues. If it is a comprehensive score, the rankings of Green Ivy students are generally not high. However, in the individual scores, there are many Green Ivy students in the top 20."

"It seems like he'll be the type that's very popular with students, but not well-received by the academic community."

Although the "samples" are still small, the goddess of bathing is not very sure. However, she always feels that the students of other grades who have contact with Ritas tend to be easily lured to the Yew Fir Wood grade by him.

However, in this situation, Tabatha, who often came into contact with Ritas, did not feel this way.

Thinking of Tabatha, the Bath Goddess couldn't help but worry whether her "number one believer" was really okay.

In the bathing seminar, while Noah and Mercy were both preparing for the exam seriously, only Tabatha was still as leisurely as usual.

At this rate, either Tabatha would reveal her hidden genius after the exam, or she would give up completely and plan to sleep soundly in the exam room.

While the Bathing Goddess and Ritas were chatting, Professor Saffran, the lecturer of the World Literature class, talked about something that interested them all.

"Look, everyone. This is a pea."

On the podium, Safran was actually showing the students a pea. Without confusing the students for too long, Safran split the pea in half and continued the demonstration.

"Using the cross section of a pea as a canvas, a 'pea painting' is born. What do you think when you look at this pea painting? Do you think this pea painting is very delicate, beautiful and artistic?"

Safran's inquiry was unanimously agreed upon by the students.

Even though the pea was only the size of a little finger, the students could clearly see that there was a male head drawn on it.

“But what happens when you magnify it?”

Saffran said, and showed another normal drawing paper. On the drawing paper was a crooked, barely recognizable male head, and a bad drawing that was visibly visible to the naked eye. "I can guarantee that these two drawings are exactly the same as the one in Pea's drawing, except for the size, the color, angle, and proportion of the characters. But why does this drawing look so bad? Even to the point that even a beginner who is a little more careful can draw better?"

"It's because of the added value. Since this actually terrible painting is painted on a pea, the painting itself plus the added value of 'painted on a pea' gives us the illusion that this pea painting is actually quite good."

"If you are looking for beauty, this pea painting is worthless. However, when there is such a painting in front of us, what people care about is not beauty or ugliness, nor artistic pursuit, but the judgment of additional factors such as its creativity and difficulty of painting."

"We won't discuss whether such a phenomenon should occur. What I want to say is that once upon a time, 'magic art' was just a pea painting."

As Saffran spoke, she threw the pea painting aside in disdain, and then used her magic wand to draw beautiful colors in the air.

"Is it difficult to incorporate magic into art? The answer is yes. No matter what you do indirectly with magic, it is difficult. And the more steps there are, the more difficult it is. Let me use a metaphor for painting. I am a puppeteer. I have to use my right foot to manipulate the puppet strings and remotely control a chimpanzee to use its teeth to assemble an extremely sophisticated magical instrument."

"This is how difficult it is to paint with magic!"

It can only be said that Safran's wonderful metaphor not only made the students who were listening to the class attentively reveal subtle expressions, but also successfully attracted the attention of those students who were preparing for the exam.

"So, although people have tried to apply magic to art since its birth, for a long time, 'magic art' has been stagnant. As for magic art itself, just like the pea painting before, as long as someone can make it, others will unanimously shout that it is excellent and amazing. As for whether the artwork is really beautiful, it is a matter of fact."

"However, blindly evaluating the added value is bound to prevent the 'magic art' from being truly put on the table."

“For the artist, magic art is like an abnormal amusement after being tied up. For the witnesses, it is more like a circus, or a curious experience of watching a famous wizard show his clumsiness and powerlessness.”

At this point, Saffran, who was giving a speech, had already accumulated his emotions to the highest level.
"Until the magic art master 'Yi Cai' appeared and changed the world's perception of magic art! Magic art is finally no longer something that is widely praised on the surface but despised in secret!"

"His works let everyone know that there are certain heights of art that can only be achieved by magic. Even in the field of art, human power still has its limits! However, if it is magical art, it is just as the sages who discovered magic felt. Magic and magical art can do anything!"

"I can do anything~"

Outside the public classroom, Ritas couldn't help but cover his face with his hands at the weird imitation of the Bathing Goddess.

"Tsk tsk, it turns out that our Master of 'Strange Colors' also has moments of shame. When I was going back and forth in 'Strange Colors' before, were you also ashamed? Or were you wondering 'what would this silly woman say in front of me'?"

"Bath goddess, you seem wiser today than usual."

"What do you mean? Forget it. Actually, I did have my doubts. After all, you seemed to know a lot about the 'colorful' things. And your tone was quite confident, not the kind of strict style that is unique to 'how can I say it'. So, when I saw you 'transform', I was not surprised at all, not at all!"

The bathing goddess seemed to have forgotten that after the Latras family banquet, she returned to the mansion and said "Eh hey hey?" to Ritas until dawn, and said so stubbornly.

Ritas, who was somewhat accustomed to the Bathing Goddess "knowing everything" afterwards, simply shrugged in response.

"Why are you considered a 'colorful' guy?"

When Ritas heard the Bathing Goddess ask about this again, he felt it was troublesome to be asked all the time, then he sighed and gave a brief explanation.

"There's no particular reason. At the beginning, I encountered a bottleneck in my research at the institute. Seeing that I was in a very bad state, a colleague suggested that I do something that I don't usually do, to broaden my horizons, change the scenery, and adjust my mentality. It just so happened that the annual 'Mograine Art Fair' was about to start, so he recommended me to participate. Although... I later found out that the colleague just wanted the prize money of the fair. But anyway, I was forced to grab any life-saving straw, so I really participated."

“And then you became a ‘master’? Uwaa, it sounds like ‘my friend recommended me to try it out, and I accidentally became a big star’! Wait, since there is no special reason and there is no need to hide anything, why are you dressing up as an old man?”

"It's not that there was no need for disguise. At the time, my mentality was indeed wrong. I had an illusion that the whole world was against me, waiting for my failure and then laughing at me. So, in order to avoid gossip and prevent others from knowing the research project I was leading, I was forced to participate in inexplicable tasting meetings and the like. I really needed a different identity."

To this day, when recalling the most painful time in his life, Ritas still can't help but frown.

"And my colleague also said something just right, whether in the magic world or the art world, young people are naturally looked down upon and won't be evaluated fairly. Although I decided to participate at the last minute, I put in a lot of effort before the review meeting started. So, I didn't want to be unable to get a fair evaluation due to some factors other than my work, so I created a 'color' that has been immersed in the field of magic art for most of my life and finally made a breakthrough after decades of research."

"Yeah, I think I can understand it. Or rather, the mysterious 'color' in the game, actually has no complicated reasons since its birth? In fact, compared to your 'color', I am more concerned about the colleague you mentioned. The colleague who led you to become the 'king of fakes', the colleague who had promiscuous relationships and almost caused the research institute to fail, are they the same person as this one?"

"."

Ritas couldn't help but remain silent, and his silence basically served as an answer.

"That's true."

While Ritas and the Bathing Goddess were discussing the secret of the birth of "Strange Colors", in the public class classroom, Professor Saffran brought another piece of information to the students.

"It just so happens that the long-standing 'Mograine Art Fair' has been postponed to the fall. It will be held at Earls College as a project of the 'College Exchange Meeting'. The threshold for participation has also been lowered. Therefore, if you are interested in art, you can sign up boldly. Even if you are not selected or win, being able to participate in the fair itself is a precious experience."

"At the same time, the master of 'Yi Cai' who has brought changes to 'magic art', no, the entire art world, will also be present at this tasting! So, even if you don't attend, you must not miss it!"

After listening to Professor Saffran's excited voice and a moment of silence outside the classroom, the Bathing Goddess asked a question.

"Hey, Master Yicai is going to make a comeback. Does Master Yicai know about this?"

".I guess, he doesn't know."

I do pay some attention to some of the masters of extraordinary talents. In the summer, I was surprised that the tasting session had not been held this year.

And now.
Ritas, who knew it must have been the work of a certain dean, didn't even need to think about it, and just sighed.

(End of this chapter)