High School of Demon Hunting
Chapter 560 - 229: Outdated Magic_1

Chapter 560: Chapter 229: Outdated Magic_1

Red and black clothes were piled together, forming a sharp little mound that completely filled the washbasin by the desk, giving off a pungent odor.

Occasionally, a few green-headed flies would drag their fat bellies and struggle amidst the folds of the little mound, and from time to time they’d start up their little trumpets, buzzing a few little tunes, making people even more irritated.

These clothes had large patches of brown and white stains, as if someone had spilled meat soup on them, or as if someone had rolled in a mud pit wearing these clothes, even there were many suspicious yellow marks—just by looking, one could no longer discern what material these clothes were made of.

Zheng Qing tried to poke at these dirty clothes with the stem of his feather pen.

The clothes felt hard, as if poking on cork.

"What is this!" Li Meng covered her small nose, shrieking. The bear named Li Neng, seemed to be smoked by these smelly things, desperately struggling in the little witch’s bag, trying to distance himself from this terrifying area.

"If we have to touch these things, I choose to withdraw." Not far from Li Meng, a witch with a pointed chin poked at the dirty robe in the washbasin with a feather pen, then brought the pen tip to her eyes, then threw it far away, expressing her aversion.

As the monitor, Jiang Yu naturally couldn’t be as casual as the others, so she had to forcefully stay in front of the washbasin, trying her best to appear indifferent.

Zheng Qing cracked a smile and looked around.

Indeed, with the contrast of the girls, the male wizards all had an indifferent expression— in the eyes of the young scholarship student, it was hard to say which expression was worse.

"...Any qualified wizard should not be walking around in dirty robes."

"That’s a tramp from the northern district of Beta Town, not a wizard!"

"As students of the top university, you especially need to pay attention to your own image, you must not lower yourself to the level of tricksters..."

On the podium, Professor Tian turned around tremblingly, emphasizing with the vine cane in her hand hitting the blackboard, "With only a fixed sentence curse, and less than half a page, the resolution process is only twenty lines of spell, you can come to class in clean robes every day... Is there anything simpler than this?"

"No... no..." The students responded in stretched out voices. Because many people were pinching their noses while answering, their voices mixed with heavy nasal sounds, making it even more peculiar when combined together.

The old professor, who has seen many such scenes, didn’t mind at all, just knocked on the blackboard again: "Have you written it down?"

The students in the hall woke up from their dreams and hurriedly pulled out paper and pen, beginning to quickly copy down the process of spell analysis on the blackboard.

When Zheng Qing lifted his head after copying the spell, in front of the classroom, three huge wooden basins were tremblingly floating not far from the podium, just like the old lady on the podium.

The wooden basins were full of dirty clothes, which looked even dirtier than the ones in everyone’s washbasins.

Li Meng looked up, terrified of the wooden basin less than a meter from her head swaying in mid-air, almost sliding under the table.

Even Jiang Yu couldn’t maintain her usual composure at this time, her face looking exceptionally pale.

"Before formally teaching today’s spell, let’s talk about some other related topics first."

"I know that some students have been exposed to related Cleaning Spells in middle school... Who can give me an example?" The old professor leaned forward to look through the gap between several wooden basins.

She didn’t mind the dirty robes in these basins.

Jiang Yu immediately raised her hand.

"Scourgify!" She didn’t open the law book, but snapped her fingers towards the wooden basin above Li Meng’s head.

A burst of starlight flashed, instantly making the clothes in the wooden basin look considerably cleaner.

"Ah, the old spell from Europa... I haven’t heard it for many years." The old professor nodded in satisfaction: "There’s no need to use complex spells, instead it achieves accurate spell-casting through the resonance of magic text and gestures... The advantages are obvious, convenient and fast, but the drawbacks are equally prominent - we can agree that the dirt on these clothes is gone, but it’s hard to acknowledge that these clothes have been ’completely cleaned’."

"Many old-school wizards in Europa still like to use this spell, which leaves an enduring smell of decay on their robes... Because this spell can’t completely eliminate the larvae of the magic mite, and the remains of the fibertail spores."

"This is the smell of the wizard that many common people remember, a strange odor."

"Rewarding Student Jiang Yu with one credit!" The old professor waved his hand, ushering the slightly cleaner clothes into the distance: "Is there any other method?"

The classroom immediately fell into silence.

For these young wizards originating from non-professional ’laundrymen’, it’s already a rare and precious thing to know one cleaning spell.

Zheng Qing looked left and right, and seeing no one standing up, hesitated for a moment before finally raising his hand.

"Student Zheng Qing?" The old professor beckoned and pointed to the basin on the left, indicating: "I’ll leave this basin to you."

Zheng Qing, somewhat shyly, stood up and then, under the professor’s encouraging gesture and his companions’ astonished looks, he grabbed his grey cloth bag and rushed to the front row of the classroom.

"What I know is not a spell." he explained softly to the professor, pulling a pale yellow talisman paper from his pocket.

An understanding murmur went through the hall.

Once the talisman paper was affixed to the wooden basin, a wisp of green smoke immediately rose up, evenly covering the entire basin.

When the green smoke dispersed, the dirty clothes in the basin had already become refurbished and seemed to even be emitting a fresh scent.

Li Meng wrinkled her small nose and immediately extended her hand, grabbing hold of the scholarship student.

"Give me two quickly!" She threatened in a low voice: "Otherwise, I’ll make Lin Guo resign from your hunting team!"

This was a very effective threat, and Zheng Qing’s face instantly crumpled.

But before the young witch could taste the fruit of victory, she had been pulled back by her ear by Jiang Yu standing next to her.

"Very good, very good!" Professor Tian’s attention was fully attracted by Zheng Qing’s basin and he hadn’t noticed his interaction with the young witch.

The old professor held his vine cane, and his thin finger lightly tapped his palm, repeatedly praising: "An extremely advanced skill in using runes, rewarding Student Zheng Qing with two credits."

Next, he turned to the other students and explained: "This talisman paper embeds twelve runes, five of which belong outside the registered wizard test range... And the embedding technique used in this talisman paper, even senior registered wizards rarely master."

"In fact, wizards who can master such advanced rune skills and knowledge rarely waste their time on such talisman paper... It’s as funny as a great wizard meticulously formulating a sedative."

"Hmm, since you’re already on stage, you can stay there for now." The old professor knocked the last wooden basin in front of him with his vine cane and suggested: "Today, let’s learn a spell that fits your level... It won’t be too old to leave your clothes with a historical decayed smell; and it won’t be too difficult to the extent that you’d need to master a thousand runes to learn."

Zheng Qing stood grimacing by the podium.

Next to him, was a basin of stinky, dirty clothes.

In front of him, was the gleefully victorious smile plastered over Li Meng’s face.