High School of Demon Hunting
Chapter 487 - 156: Chaos Spell_1

Chapter 487: Chapter 156: Chaos Spell_1

"’Chaos Spell’ is a spell often used in the hunting ground."

"It, along with the ’Binding Spell’ and the ’Fatigue Spell’, is commonly referred to as one of the three auxiliary attack spells of Hunters."

"Unlike the semi-open Binding Spell, the Chaos Spell is a closed type of spell––in this respect, it is highly similar to the Exhaustion Spell."

"This means that wizards only need to master the basic usage skills, adjust their magical flow, and they don’t need to construct sophisticated spell formulas and complex magical syntax to quickly master it."

Old Yao stood on the stage and spoke confidently.

Below, every student in Astronomy Class 08-1 had their eyes wide open, their pens flying in their hands, striving to memorize every key point mentioned by the professor, for fear of lagging behind the class and affecting everyone’s meeting with the number one beauty of the wizarding world.

Even the two Spotted Doves fluttering their wings and cooing outside the window, scrapping with each other were unable to distract the students.

"Before detailing the Chaos Spell, let us first review the Binding Spell... who can demonstrate this spell?"

The people under the stage all raised their arms in unison.

Old Yao’s eyes narrowed into a smile.

"Come on, you’re close, you." The professor pointed at Li Meng, who was sitting in the first row, with his pipe and laughed: "If you faint again today, don’t blame me for not giving you the opportunity to see Councilor Su..."

The first time the Binding Spell was explained, Li Meng was also asked to demonstrate it publicly. The professor asked her to bind a brutal gorilla with the Binding Spell.

However, due to improper breathing and being unable to recover in time, she was left unconscious by the spell. Of course, this was Li Meng’s own explanation. Zheng Qing suspects that she was frightened by the gorilla, but he was too lazy to verify this speculation with the young witch.

Hearing the professor’s humorous comment, Li Meng wrinkled her nose, snorted, stood up, opened her Bologna-bound law book, and cleared her throat.

"Ahem..."

Zheng Qing carefully leaned back, just in case.

He was relieved to find that he was not the only one who had similar thoughts.

"Ge Zhitianxi, cast unto..."

Halfway through the spell, the little witch faltered.

She looked around hesitantly, obviously not yet sure what to bind.

"On the blackboard!" Zhang Ji Xin whispered, pointing to the top of the blackboard.

There, a group of gray-clad elves were eagerly watching the young wizard cast the spell.

Li Meng burst into a grin, slapped heavily on her law book, " ...Ge Zhitianxi, cast unto the elves!"

A few tiny vines appeared out of nowhere, darted to the top of the blackboard, and roped down one of the elves.

Zheng Qing frowned involuntarily.

The sudden situation caught the elves off guard. They flew up in a panic, chirping as if they were sparrows being hunted by an eagle. The captured elf was even more terrified, screaming shrilly, and fluttering her wings vigorously, trying to break free from the vines’ binding.

But the power of the spell couldn’t be resisted.

The elf was easily pulled in front of Li Meng.

"Very good!" Old Yao didn’t seem to care what Li Meng had bound with the Binding Spell, but clapped his hands vigorously and said with approbation: "Great use of the Binding Spell... you will definitely get to see your idol today."

The young witch tilted her head, snorted, and sat down proudly.

"So who can demonstrate the Exhaustion Spell for us?" The professor’s inquisitive eyes looked around: "Although it’s an extracurricular spell, I remember that little Hilda once guided you in the practical class..."

This time, fewer hands went up in the classroom.

And they were mostly concentrated in the first few rows. Such as Liu Fei Fei, Jiang Yu and other female academic prodigies, as well as aristocratic disciples like Tang Dun and Matthew.

Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao were the only ones who raised their hands around him - because the young scholarship student was once worried that young Master Taylor would pull something sinister on him, so they specifically sought teachings from Doctor Xiao and learned the Fatigue Spell.

Such preventive measures now gave him a sense of relief.

While the "danger" he had anticipated was somewhat different, he had still prepared in advance, which was always a cause for celebration.

Eventually, Old Yao chose Matthew Karen for the demonstration.

"I am Ma Huatui!" Matthew opened his hard wooden law book and whispered the incantation.

The little elves, which were panicking and fluttering in mid-air, began to fall like dumplings in a pot under this spell.

Hehe’s cries became increasingly chaotic and piercing.

"Ge Zhitianxi!" Zheng Qing angrily flipped open his law book and smacked it hard.

Jiang Yu turned her head back, giving him a worried glance.

Following the scholarship student’s incantation, dozens of soft vines emerged from the void, crisscrossing and forming a large net, catching the falling elves.

"Very good, very good!!" The plaudits of Old Yao came from the lectern: "Zheng Qing, with just a concise ’half-language’, managed to cast a complete Binding Spell, even finding extra energy to make those vines work harder... I must give him an extra point!"

Zheng Qing kept a straight face, controlling the vine net wisely and carefully placing the little elves on the table.

Under Jiang Yu’s guidance, Li Meng also handed over the elf that she had bound.

"I’m truly sorry." Jiang Yu looked at him apologetically.

Zheng Qing forced a smile and shook his head.

He knew that this incident had nothing to do with Jiang Yu — or more broadly, the disrespectful incident had nothing to do with Li Meng, Matthew, or even Professor Yao.

The root of this side event in class is that the Wizard’s Code does not recognize elves as real life.

In the eyes of most traditional wizards, these little elves are no different than a fully-automatic cauldron or a shorthand quill. Under the effect of magic, they are just tools that ease wizards’ life.

Perhaps the only special thing is that these elves can fly around and understand what wizards are saying.

But what’s the big deal about that?

In the wizarding world, finding a witch who shuts up is difficult, but mirrors that can talk are in abundance — does the Wizard’s Code need to grant citizenship to every type of ’tool’ that can answer questions and speak?

Even so, the young scholarship student still felt a sense of disappointment pooling up in his chest, making him irritated.

"I think you can see a Soul Doctor at the school infirmary." Xiao Xiao murmured this while taking notes: "Having feelings for soulless tools, that’s a sickness, it needs to be treated."

Zheng Qing raised an eyebrow.

He suddenly remembered a friend from his middle school days, a friend who fell in love with a virtual character in a video game.

"People living in this world, they have to stand for something." The young scholarship student carefully straightened the elves’ wings, and solemnly rebutted the doctor’s point of view: "Maybe it’s not me who’s sick, but the world."

"Quite an interesting thought." Xiao Xiao finally looked up and glanced at him.

On the lectern, Professor Yao grabbed a piece of chalk and rapped the blackboard several times, regaining the slightly scattered attention from below.

Eight distorted magical symbols on the blackboard slowly transformed, giving off a frustrating aura.

"Through the above two spells, we have further understood the structure of the spell... now, everyone open your notebooks and take note of the spell on the board."

"The incantation for the Chaos Spell..."

"The wolf scrambles up its whiskers, carrying its tail in fits and starts."

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