Chapter 739

I think after meeting the Blood Princess, he has indeed changed for the better.

He held Robert's hand and said, "If it is a new professor, Principal Arte will definitely mention it at the entrance banquet. Most likely, it is a professor transferred from other subjects.

I met the sixth-grade magic language professor last year. He is a taciturn person, but he pays great attention to rules. If our new professor is him, he will definitely not be late on purpose."

"Hey, you have finished talking."

Robert sat down, but he still muttered.

As time went on, the students of the Knights' Academy became impatient, and the students of the Nobles' Academy were not much better.

The noise in the classroom became louder and louder, and there were many more voices blaming the new professor.

When a full quarter of an hour passed, Emma, ​​who was sitting in the first row, finally couldn't help but stand up.

Susan and Lucy beside her hurriedly asked: "Emma, ​​don't be impulsive!"

Emma was stunned: "Why am I impulsive?"

Lucy said shyly: "Aren't you going to..."

Emma said with a smile: "What can I do? Just go and ask Professor Sylph. Maybe the new professor is really in trouble. We can help him, right?"

She really walked out of her seat.

In terms of action, she is indeed first-class.

Some students who also wanted to ask Professor Sylph simply sat back after a beat slower, choosing to wait for the result of Emma's inquiry.

But when Emma walked to the door, she suddenly stopped and took a step back.

Then a middle-aged professor in a dark magic robe walked out of the door.

The noise in the classroom suddenly decreased.

All the students couldn't help but focus their eyes on the face of the new professor.

The new professor in a loose magic robe has naturally curly dark brown hair, slightly dry skin on his face, and a particularly prominent nose, like an eagle hook, just like an old witch in a fairy tale.

But he is a man.

"Go back to your seat."

The new professor finally spoke, his voice was slightly sharp and not very pleasant, but his tone was very heavy, making people feel that they could not disobey.

Emma frowned immediately, and her stubborn character was aroused.

She did not retreat, and asked on the spot: "Excuse me, are you our new professor?"

"Go back to your seat." But the new professor just repeated.

Emma became more and more unhappy, and her voice could not help but raise: "If you are our new professor, I hope you can explain your lateness this time."

"Go back to your seat." After repeating it for the third time, the new professor suddenly raised his hand and pointed, and the finger with sharp nails stretched out from the wide sleeves of his robe.

Then Emma suddenly felt dizzy in her brain, and when she came back to her senses, she had already sat back in her seat.

Her hands were flat on the table, and the moment she regained consciousness, she was shocked!

Susan and Lucy beside her couldn't help but cover their mouths, with horror on their faces.

After the new professor dealt with Emma, ​​he waved his sleeves back and the classroom door closed automatically.

He walked to the podium, neatly stacked the books and materials in his hands on the podium, and faced the classroom.

The classroom was silent at this time.

…

Everyone saw with their own eyes that the new professor just pointed lightly, and Emma Metis, who was outstanding in the class, retreated back exactly along the trajectory she went out, without even a little ability to resist, and sat back on her seat.

Just this move made people feel terrified.

The new professor, who was late for class for a full fifteen minutes, exuded an extremely dangerous aura.

At the back of the classroom.

Robert lowered his head and couldn't help whispering: "Witt, is it him?"

Witt also tried to lower his voice and said: "It's him, the magic language professor of the sixth grade last year..."

Robert couldn't help complaining: "Is this what you call taciturn?"

Witt: "He doesn't talk much...ah!"

Witt suddenly screamed, and his whole body floated uncontrollably.

Then Robert beside him also floated up.

But Robert reacted very quickly and immediately grabbed the edge of the table to stop his body from floating up.

However, before he could refute it, he suddenly felt his fingers opening without his command.

His whole body was completely unable to move.

He could only watch himself float up and be hung on the ceiling with Witt.

The students in the front row turned their heads suddenly, and they couldn't help but stare with wide eyes, and their mouths were open enough to stuff eggs.

The new professor on the podium only said briefly: "Chatting is not allowed in my class."

Then Witt and Robert's mouths were tightly closed, and no sound could be made.

The chicken was killed and the monkey was warned.

The little magicians were all silent.

No sound other than the new professor could be heard in the classroom.

...

Then, the new professor turned around and wrote his name on the blackboard with chalk.

[Holder? Bode]

"Remember this name. From today on, I will be your professor of magic language. If nothing goes wrong, I will continue to teach you until you graduate from the sixth grade."

Holder? Bode said slowly in a low voice.

While the second-year students remembered this name deeply, their hearts were shrouded in clouds.

They had guessed for so long before the class, but no one expected that such a gloomy professor would be waiting for them.

When they thought about getting along with such a professor for five years, they couldn't help but clench their toes.

In such an atmosphere, the stubborn Emma raised her hand without giving up.

Holder Bode suddenly lowered his eyebrows, and his eyes looked at her with a more gloomy look.

But while showing an ugly expression, Professor Bode still pointed at Emma and said, "Speak."

Emma stood up with the help of the table, her eyes were sharp and her tone was angry: "Professor Holder Bode, have you been here for a long time?"

...

As Emma asked the question, Witt and Robert, who were still floating on the ceiling, tried to move their eyes and stared at the podium.

The other students in the classroom also looked at Holder Bode suddenly, obviously waiting for his explanation.

Holder Bode curled his lips, a sneer appeared on his face, and said gloomily: "Of course I can't be late."

The hearts of the students below the stage were suddenly in an uproar.

...

Dake narrowed his eyes and thought, "In other words, this new professor deliberately did not show up, and then hid in the dark to observe the reactions of all students? Indeed, there is no faster and easier way to understand the temperament of each student than this. In the second grade, there is finally an interesting professor!"

He raised his head slightly and saw Robert, who was floating on his upper right, with an angry face, while Witt smiled bitterly, and he knew what the two people were thinking.

The students in the classroom were generally divided into these two parts.

Some people were very angry.

The other part, although equally angry, would think about why Holder Bode did this, and thus had an initial understanding of the new professor's methods.

As Holder Bode said.

If nothing unexpected happens, they will be together for the next five years.

No matter how much you hate him, you must face this fact.

The next magic language class will probably not be easy.

...

Emma sat down after getting the answer she wanted.

Although she was still angry, she gradually calmed down after understanding Holder Bode's purpose.

In any case, this professor is "something".

Before you fall out with him, you must squeeze him dry!

...

After that, Holder Bode took out a roll call book and said, "Start the roll call now."

The students immediately focused.

No one knew whether they would be punished like Witt and Robert if they responded slowly.

If they were punished like this once, it would be a great shame.

...

Holder Bode's roll call was different from that of ordinary professors.

Every time he called a student, he would ask him to stand up and write a line of notes on the roll call book.

In this way, it took quite a long time for all the students in the four branches to be called.

During this period, although Witt and Robert were not put down, they regained the right to speak.

After Professor Bode finished the roll call, he didn't say anything extra and started the class directly.

Unlike his particularly gloomy appearance, although he didn't say anything extra in class, he called people to answer questions very frequently.

Once someone is found to be talking irrelevantly or being absent-minded, they will be hung up directly like Witt and Robert.

Professor Bode allowed them to continue to listen to the class with textbooks in their hands, but listening to the class on the ceiling is of course different from listening to the class on the seat.

Later, the students who were hung in the air were blushing and ashamed.

The students who survived the disaster were all silent and listened to the class more seriously than ever before.

After all, not everyone has rich experience of being punished like Witt and Robert.

However, for students who are already serious and diligent, Professor Bode's severity does not pose a threat.

What really bothers them is that Professor Bode seems to think from the bottom of his heart that everyone should understand and master the new knowledge immediately after reading it once.

If you can't master it, you are stupid.

And his attitude towards stupid people will be even worse.

That is really undisguised!

...

On the contrary, for serious, diligent, studious and intelligent students, his attitude will change very quickly.

For example, Emma Metis, who had contradicted him many times at the beginning, was never punished.

And when listening to her answering questions, Professor Bode was obviously more patient.

Although some people shouted in their hearts that it was unfair after noticing it.

But this unfairness is also fair?

People who are serious, hardworking, and smart will get better treatment, which is fair in itself.

Professor Holder Bode fully implemented this principle.

So when he repeatedly picked up Dak to answer questions, he found that Dak had already mastered the introductory knowledge of the magic language. When explaining the content, he suddenly became more in-depth and said more things that were not in the textbook.

Dak keenly discovered this change in the middle of the class, and his good impression of this gloomy professor suddenly doubled!

When everyone else still retained their disgust for Professor Holder Bode, Dak found that he liked this professor a little.