High School of Demon Hunting
Chapter 190 - 114 Mrs. Bella_1

Chapter 190: Chapter 114 Mrs. Bella_1

In the timetable of every student at First University, there is a practical course.

This course is a university-wide basic course, a required course for every student. However, it is not included in the annual teaching plan of the joint professorial meeting. It seems like a temporary course, with a very casual arrangement of scheduling and lecturing.

For instance, key subjects like Talismans, Divination, and Astronomy often encroach upon the class hours of the practical course; similarly, the lecturers of the practical course are typically teaching assistants. In First University, hardly anyone has heard of a professor teaching this course.

Looking across the four-year study schedule planned by First University for its students, the practical course stands out in terms of its class hours.

In the timetable for freshmen, the practical course is only scheduled for one session per week; however, in the timetable for sophomores or juniors, this course will be scheduled for an entire day; by senior year, many students spend over half of their study time on this course.

Despite taking up a significant amount of the timetable and providing a high number of credits, the practical course provides no assistance in many of the evaluations required for young wizards to advance to professional Wizards.

Therefore, many people call this course the ’chicken ribs’.

Xiao Xiao once analyzed the reason why the practical course became ’chicken ribs’ with Zheng Qing.

In his view, this contradiction is inevitably related to the teaching objectives of the practical course.

The main objective of the practical course is to guide young wizards in familiarizing themselves with magic skills, master various magics they learned in daily life, and apply them flexibly in demon hunting activities.

This means that in this course, students need to spend a lot of time practicing magic skills, rather than solidifying the corresponding theoretical foundation of magic. But in many evaluations for professional wizards, magic theoretical knowledge occupies a very large proportion.

Simply put, the relationship between the practical course and other courses in the timetable is similar to the relationship between ’body and use’ and ’Way and Art’.

Of course, for the majority of young wizards just entering the university, they do not care too much about the intricacies behind the course arrangement, let alone the complex relationship between theory and practice.

For the practical course, what students care more about is whether they can truly see those fearsome and extremely vicious demons in class.

Having the chance to witness various kinds of demons is the greatest expectation many people have for this course.

After all, freshness and excitement have always been incredibly appealing to young people.

However, for freshmen, it is difficult to see real demons in class during the first semester.

The school would not allow young wizards to face the world’s most terrifying things without any preparation.

They need to practice magic skills and master combat techniques during the adaptation process of the first semester.

Therefore, for Zheng Qing and his companions, this practical course may be more appropriately called a combat or fighting course.

"I wanted to discuss something in the last class." Zheng Qing stood under a few thick purple bamboos, looking at the bustling crowd in the distance, thoughtfully saying, "Have you noticed that there are more people in this class?"

Xin Fat Man and Zhang Ji Xin were standing a few steps away, competing against each other with a huge granite, ignoring his question.

Xiao Xiao quietly leaned against the bamboo, silently flipping through his notebook.

"Didn’t you hear my question?" Zheng Qing vigorously shook the bamboo that Xiao Xiao leaned against, and sulkily hummed, "Aren’t you tired of always looking at that notebook?"

"Tired." Xiao Xiao answered with a pun, "According to the timetable distributed by the joint professorial meeting, the practical courses for almost all freshmen at the First University are scheduled for Friday afternoons. It’s not surprising that there are more people."

"Why!" Zheng Qing was startled, he couldn’t help but turn his head to look at the number of people in the valley again, exclaiming, "I thought this morning’s exercises were less crowded! Is there a problem with the scheduling system?"

"What is a course scheduling system?" Xiao Xiao looked at him with confusion, "If the professors arranged this, they must have their reasons."

"Perhaps they’re just lazy," Duan Xiao Jian suddenly emerged from the bamboo forest, seemingly intercepting the conversation topic, "maybe it’s just for convenience."

"Convenience?" Zheng Qing raised an eyebrow.

"Haven’t you heard the veterans talk about it?" Duan Xiao Jian seemed very keen on digging up all kinds of school gossip. "The veterans say that the school schedules this lesson on Friday afternoon so everyone has enough time to recover from injuries over the weekend, so as not to disrupt next week’s other classes."

"Recover from injuries?" Zheng Qing’s throat tightened slightly.

"Yes, recover from injuries!" Duan Xiao Jian said solemnly, nodding confidently.

"It isn’t as severe as that," Zheng Qing laughed dryly, looking at the thin boy in front of him and trying his best to have a positive mindset. "Maybe those veterans were just trying to scare you."

"Whether it’s a scare or not, I’m not sure," Duan Xiao Jian shook his head, grabbed Zheng Qing, and pointed to a few figures in green robes at the edge of the crowd. "See? That is Madam Bella!"

Madam Bella, tall and plump, was exceptionally conspicuous in her tight green healer’s robe, standing amidst a group of young wizards and a few nurses.

She was the head nurse of the university’s first hospital, and it wasn’t common to see her around campus in a usual day. Smiling cheerfully, several young nurses sat on a huge medical box, their gaze aimed at the vibrant figures in front of them.

"Every practical class, the school not only arranges instructors, but also arranges for Madam Bella and the hospital elves to stay on the edges of ’Green Valley’." At this point, Duan Xiao Jian paused, emphasizing in a tone of inevitability: "Doesn’t this explain something?"

"No smoke without fire." Xin Fat Man, who had somehow left the granite spot, came over to the others and ruefully said, "Her being there is bound to stir everyone’s imagination."

Zheng Qing pursed his lips, still not completely convinced about the rumor, but he couldn’t help feeling a little nervous.

"’Green Valley’ is not an open place," Xiao Xiao finally spoke again. He adjusted his glasses, looked around thoughtfully and said, "Since Madam Bella is not the instructor for the practicum, her being here can only prove that she is needed."

’Green Valley’ is the classroom for the practical class, where all practical sessions are held.

It was a broad valley.

Surrounding the valley were rolling hills, none of them treacherously steep.

Underfoot, there was ankle-high grass, soft and bouncy, just like a carpet.

Continuing up the hill, there was a dense, flourishing bamboo forest.

When the breeze blew, the bamboo leaves rustled, bringing peace to one’s mind.

"I always thought the little grass in Green Valley was way too soft," Duan Xiao Jian crouched on the ground, using his fingers to stir the flexible blades of grass and their chubby leaf flesh, "Now it seems that these little grasses might be our safeguard, minimizing the damage we sustain in fights."

Zheng Qing took a deep breath, resisting the urge to bolt.

As a child, his teacher always warned him that a gentleman shouldn’t stand under a dangerous wall.

Now, he felt as though he was standing on a soon-to-erupt volcano.

"Don’t worry," Zhang Ji Xin excitedly stretched his body, cracking his knuckles, "We’ll always face demons. If you don’t want the next time you encounter Nikita to end up like a beaten dog, then this is the best whetstone for us!"