Cloud Thinking

Because Mobicius was the strongest fire magician in the entire continent, Helia specifically inquired about many of his deeds. Things like bombing the Magic Association headquarters, blowing up the Xiali Empire Palace, and resisting the tide of Warcraft seemed unremarkable in his resume, which showed what kind of legendary figure he was.

The more she heard about Mobicius's legendary life, the more Helia admired this tenth-level magician who was as unrestrained as fire. She fantasized about many images of Mobicius in her mind, but when she saw him for the first time, her fantasies were completely shattered.

The place where she first met Mobichues was in the kitchen, which was on fire after the explosion. His bald head was burned with black spots, and his white robe was burned with big holes, revealing the criss-crossing scars on his back. When he saw Helia, he grinned like a child, but there were few good teeth left in his mouth.

First look: The poor homeless man whose house was on fire.

Second glance: An old mother who raised a bunch of carefree children.

After leaving the dean's office, Helia and Britney went to visit Mobicius under the guidance of a student. Halfway through the journey, the three of them suddenly heard a loud explosion. The student muttered something in a low voice, turned around and led them back, changing direction at a fork in the road and continued walking.

Not long after they walked, Helia smelled fire and saw flames and thick smoke rising into the sky from afar. It should be the place where the explosion had just occurred. There was a large group of people gathered outside the burning house, making so much noise that it was hard to hear what they were saying.

"What is that place and why did it suddenly explode and catch fire?" Helia asked the student who led the way.

"That's the kitchen. Professor Mobicius must be doing an experiment there. I guess he failed again. This is the eighth kitchen he has blown up. We are almost out of food." The student explained with a wry smile.

"What kind of experiments can be done in the kitchen?" Helia asked.

“I heard that they are developing a magic prop that can cook rice automatically. However, since the project was launched, they have conducted no less than twenty experiments, and not a single one has been successful,” the student replied.

A magic item that cooks rice automatically? Is it something like a rice cooker? Is there already a magic item that cooks rice automatically? Is it so advanced? Also, she always thought that magic was something very high-end and classy, ​​but she didn't expect it to be so down-to-earth!

As soon as the three of them arrived, they heard the two gangs arguing fiercely. Their faces were black and their clothes were tattered, but no one cared about these things. The argument was so intense that it felt like a fight was about to break out in the next second.

"It was because of that last stroke you made that caused the explosion. The experiment was going well, but you insisted on adding that stroke. Now, everything has exploded!" someone on the side shouted at the top of his voice.

"You're talking bullshit! It's obviously your design that's flawed. From the very beginning we didn't approve of the stacking of water and fire magic. You insisted on stacking an explosive fire magic at the end. If you don't explode, who will? How come you didn't explode to death, you bastard!" The other party was not to be outdone. His temper was as explosive as a chili pepper. He spoke all kinds of Chinese traditional culture, but it sounded more aggressive.

"Huh? You don't use fire to cook? Just boil it with water? Without adding fire magic, you're eating half-cooked rice, right? Your dentures won't pop off!" A more aggressive contestant was sent out here.

"Ha! We didn't say we don't use fire magic! The problem lies in the explosion magic you asked to add at the end. You used explosion magic when you were cooking? Why didn't you explode it in your mouth? This is a good opportunity to blow your brains up and clear them up! You have water in your brains, and all you know is barking when you open your mouth!"

"Teacher uses explosion magic when cooking! We designed it this way after consulting the teacher! Don't you think I am right, teacher?" The people on this side brought out their big backer - Professor Mobicius, who is also the leader of this project and their mentor.

Under the gaze of everyone present, the dark-headed old man scratched his hairless head and stammered, "Um... I did use explosion magic to cook..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the people over there raised their heads like roosters that had won a fight, and they all looked at people with their noses up. They either put their hands on their hips or crossed their arms in front of their chests, looking as arrogant as they could.

Look, even the teacher is on our side, what do you have to say?

"Teacher, we told you from the beginning that water and fire magic have restraining properties and cannot be simply added together, especially highly offensive magic. Didn't you nod in agreement?" the person on the other side accused.

"That's right! You said that the magic engraved at the end must be gentle. So many experiments failed before because the magic engraved at the end was too powerful. Don't you keep your word?"

Two drops of cold sweat oozed out of Mobicius's head, which were particularly obvious on his black head that was smoked by the fire. He raised his hand to wipe them off and stammered, "Uh... you are right, I did say that, explosion magic cannot be put last..."

The arrogance immediately shifted to the other side. They breathed out through their noses, making "hum" and "hiss" sounds one after another, and expressed with their eyes: Did you hear that? The teacher is on our side!

"Teacher! You clearly said..."

"Teacher, that's not what you said at the time..."

"teacher!"

"teacher……"

Mobicius was like the red rope tied in the middle of the tug-of-war to determine the winner, being pulled this way and that by the students on both sides, until in the end even Mobicius got annoyed.

He suddenly shook off the two hands that were grabbing his arms, and pointed angrily at the kitchen behind him that was still on fire, "It's no use arguing about whose fault it is now! Hurry up and put out the fire in the kitchen! I'm going to the toilet first! If I see you guys arguing again when I come back..." He glared at the students on both sides and said sinisterly, "I'll pull out all your hair!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the students raised their hands to cover their heads. Hair loss is easy to occur when doing experiments and research. If the teacher plucks out a few hairs, they will probably become bald at a young age!

No, no! So everyone turned around and ran to the fire scene to put out the fire.

Mobichues finally got some peace and quiet. When he was about to go to the bathroom, he saw two unfamiliar faces, Helia and Britney. He looked them up and down and asked uncertainly, "Is it Beile?"

"Yes, hello professor. I have admired you for a long time and came to visit you. I didn't expect you were busy, so I didn't disturb you." Helia replied with a smile.

"Oh! These students under me have hot tempers and quarrel every other day. Just treat it as a joke. They are not like this usually." Mobichues tried to make up for the argument. There is a saying that family disgrace should not be made public. The ugly appearance of his own students should only be seen by his own family. It would not sound good if it were spread out.

"This shows that everyone has a spirit of inquiry and dares to express their own opinions. If they just blindly follow others and keep silent, the professor will probably be troubled!" Helia praised.

"Ah, yes, yes! They are all good kids! They just made a little noise, haha!" Mobichues was not as good at speaking as Helia, and he didn't give himself so much face. He felt quite embarrassed when he heard others making excuses for him.

Mobichues wanted to talk a little more, but there was another loud explosion behind him. He felt hot and cold on the back of his head. Looking back, he saw that the fire in the kitchen was even bigger. He could feel the heat waves even from where he was.

"These damn kids! What did they do again!" Mobichuys was so angry that he no longer cared about pretending in front of Helia. His hands were clenched into fists under his long sleeves. If he had any hair on his head, it would probably stand up in anger.

But he still remembered that he had guests, so he smiled sheepishly at Helia and said, "I'll go take care of it."

"Okay, Professor, you go ahead and do your work. I'll come see you another day when I have time." Helia felt that putting out the fire was more important than greeting her. Moreover, she had only stood here for a short while, but she was already sweating from the rolling heat. She didn't know how these people could be so careless as to quarrel here before the fire was even out.

"Oh! Okay! I'll treat you well next time!" After saying that, Mobichues walked towards the kitchen angrily. He looked like a panting bull, about to rush into the fire and kill his group of troublesome students.

I hope the seniors can keep their hair... Helia prays for them sincerely.

This year, there are more freshmen at Carter College than in previous years, more than a hundred, and it feels like the classroom can't accommodate so many people. Helia thinks that this is partly because Claude has stuffed in a lot of people to confuse the audience, and even Helia doesn't know how many and who are her cover.

However, there was a girl among the freshmen who caught her attention. The reason was that she had bright red hair, which was eye-catching even among a group of people with colorful hair.

Helia herself has red hair, so she is somewhat concerned about people with the same hair color as her. She can't help but wonder: Is this girl a relative of my mother's?

In this world, special hair and eye colors are basically inherited, just like the blue eyes of Abraham's royal family, the green eyes of Frank's family, and the red hair of her mother's Antonio family. These are all very strong dominant genes. Anyone who is related will have similar external features.

Although Helia, a liberal arts student, felt that some of it was unreasonable, this was a magical world after all. There were many unreasonable things, it was just that she had little experience.

"Britney, did you see that red-haired girl? Could she be from Antonio's family?" Helia leaned over to the sleepy Britney's ear and whispered.

"Hmm... let me see..." Britney opened her eyes dazedly, followed Helia's line of sight, and immediately caught sight of that bright red. She stared at it for a long time, uncertainly saying, "It doesn't look like it, but red hair like this is indeed rare. Maybe it's a distant relative of Hawke's."

She did not shy away from talking about the relationship between Hawke and Madeline. Helia saw from her chatting style with Claude that she must be a good friend of her mother Madeline, so she could be considered a friend of Claude, and was also familiar with Chico and Hawke. Considering her mother's experience as a magician, it was not difficult to guess that Britney and Madeline were classmates.

Maybe my father and mother met at Abraham College...

When she thought of Madeline, Helia felt a little sad. Her mother had given birth to her with great difficulty, but she had never seen her legendary mother in person. In the original owner's memory, she had only seen Madeline in a portrait, and her specific appearance had long become blurred with the passage of time.

"It seems like you're a little unhappy." Although Britney was a little thick-skinned, perhaps because Helia's unhappiness was too obvious, or perhaps because it involved her good friend Madeline, she could see Helia's depression at a glance.

But she was so stubborn that she thought Helia was upset because she had the same red hair as her. To cheer her up, she put her arm around Helia's shoulders, gently pressed her head against her shoulders, and whispered, "It's actually a good thing. If the news of you coming here to study gets out, she's the most likely target of the enemy, so she's kind of protecting you from disaster."

"Isn't this bad?" Helia didn't know why she said that, and she responded subconsciously. Although her life is important, other people's lives are also lives!

"Maybe Claude arranged for them to come in. These people are here to protect you. If you knew how much benefit Claude gave these people, you wouldn't think about whether it's good or not." Britney patted Helia's head and explained, "Where there is interest, there will be traces of people. This is the most hard truth in the world. Do you understand?"