Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

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Of the three basic spells, only the Water-Taking spell was still a little unfamiliar to Yaro; he had already memorized the other two basic spells perfectly.

But even with the most unfamiliar water-fetching technique, he could already cast spells out of thin air.

Imprinting core spells in the sea of ​​consciousness is essentially similar to casting spells out of thin air, except that it is constructed in the sea of ​​consciousness. The consequences of failure are extremely dire, and it puts a high strain on one's mental state.

Therefore, Yaro planned to first develop the 'tripping technique' as a foundation to understand all the details.

Trip is the only one of the three elemental tricks that can be learned by allocating skill points, and it is also the dash and teleportation move that Aro uses most often.

Yes, it's the original trick of the 'Instantaneous Movement Technique,' which changed from creating clods of earth under the enemy's feet to trip them up, to creating clods of earth under one's own feet to propel oneself forward for a rapid charge.

In particular, the 'Tripping Technique' was upgraded once more, becoming the 'Double Instantaneous Movement', which further deepened the memory and understanding of the 'Tripping Technique'.

With such skill, there's simply no reason for him to fail at engraving this magic trick.

The magic power that had been wandering in his sea of ​​consciousness had gathered together. Yaro closed his eyes and entered a meditative state again, using his mental power to control and guide it, kneading it into a long strip of fire magic power.

"The magic in the head is too coarse; it must be refined."

With a slight shift of mental energy, the magic bar began to gradually deform and stretch.

"The first turning point is the point where magic power accumulates, which needs to be bolded."

A repulsive force was generated on both sides, and the magic strip gradually contracted.

At this moment, the long strip of fire magic was like soft clay, allowing Yaro to mold it at will, appearing exceptionally docile.

Yarrow will not be fooled by such an illusion.

It's just a simple movement of magic power within the sea of ​​consciousness, so there's naturally no danger.

Whether moved to the left or the right, the internal structural basis remains unchanged, and it has no specific function.

The critical moment that determines life or death only arrives when the structure is fully constructed.

Whether it's direct molding or rapid explosion, the result will be determined in an instant.

……

Because of the closure of the eerie space, the flow of people in and out of Battle Corner Street has become much less. Only a few apprentices dressed in tattered clothes are arguing heatedly in front of the stalls, giving this once bustling street a desolate and quiet atmosphere.

Da da da!
The rhythmic sound of footsteps echoed down the street, and the apprentices who noticed the man instinctively lowered their voices.

It was the face of an elderly man rarely seen in the academy, with snow-white hair neatly combed back and a white beard that swayed on either side of his thick lips. It was not thick, but it was very neatly trimmed.

This man was none other than the wizard Bosco.

He was dressed in a black tailcoat, his back ramrod straight, his brown eyes bright and piercing. He moved with a rather rigid air, and unusually, he took out a gentleman's cane.

The patrolling guards saluted respectfully, but Bosco merely nodded slightly, his steps unwavering as he headed straight for the nearest corner.

Tatata!
Bosco tapped his cane three times on the ground, and his lips twitched slightly: "Aristides!"

……

There was no response; Bosco remained in the same spot.

"Access to official wizards has been restricted?"

The mentor's alternate dimension can be regarded as that wizard's private room, and they naturally have the right to refuse entry to outsiders.

Moreover, just as ordinary people change the locks on newly purchased rooms, many wizards also modify the original spells to strengthen the resistance.

It's not surprising that it prevents others from entering; what's strange is that this strange judgment array can identify whether an intruder is a formal wizard from multiple perspectives, and it only excludes formal wizards, not apprentices.

Bosco tried many methods, altering his own aura or suppressing his magic, but he remained stuck in the same spot. This kind of magic circle couldn't be set up in a short time; Alice must have been preparing for a long time.

Furthermore, since Bosco only discovered this problem now, such a covert method would have taken even longer.

Bosco narrowed his eyes slightly, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened.

"Alice, what exactly do you want?"

Bosco's voice wasn't loud, but it was successfully transmitted to the misty alternate dimension through an unknown means.

The enormous sound caused the mist to shake violently.

At the edge of the misty island, the apprentices who kept pouring in ignored the voice. One by one, they walked stiffly into the depths of the mist, their expressions blank like puppets on strings.

"Ah, Li, Si!"

The loud sound was like a whirlwind, blowing away much of the mist. The grass rustled, and in the thinner parts of the mist, the apprentices stood there blankly.

The island remained eerily silent, only more mist surged out, enveloping the crowd once more.

In the center of the misty island, amidst a gleaming black stone altar, 'Amy,' formed from clouds and mist, looked worriedly at Alice standing outside the altar: "Mother, what do we do now?"

Alice looked up at the sky and laughed nonchalantly, "Ignore him, how many offerings have you prepared?"

Amy's delicate face showed a hint of worry, but she still forced a smile and said, "Things are going even better than expected, and we've already exceeded our budget by 20%."

Alice turned back and instructed, "Tell the mental puppets outside to hurry up and prepare more offerings. This will greatly increase our chances of success."

……

"Aristides!"

The incantation was repeated, but the position remained unchanged.

"Can't wait any longer!"

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the wizard Bosco.

"The key to solving the problem lies in entering Alice's misty alternate dimension!"

Magical energy surged around him, and Bosco quickly formed hand seals. The shadow on the ground at the corner gradually expanded, rapidly extending into the surrounding space.

"Click, click, click..."

The sound of gears turning grew louder and louder. Bosco took half a step forward, and instantly a burst of light shone through. The ground beneath his feet had transformed into a field of silvery-white rotating gears.

It is surrounded by gears of different sizes and colors, which fit together to form a huge mechanical structure. However, as you look into the distance, you can see that the gears become smaller as you move outwards, and the gears at the very edge are so small that they are invisible.

This place is a sea of ​​gears, nothing but gears.

...It cannot be said that there is none at all.

In the pitch-black night sky, a few unusually bright stars were scattered about, their dazzling light far exceeding that of normal stars, yet not reaching the brightness of the moon.

These are the core of power for the Owl Wizarding Academy, and the cornerstone upon which the Owl Wizarding Academy is built. The dazzling stars in the sky are actually several important alternate dimensions within the academy.

"Professor Bosco, you've finally arrived."

A man's voice suddenly rang out.

Unexpected events always happen more often than anticipated. I may not be able to finish the extra chapter today, and I'm sorry to disappoint everyone.
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