I made up magic and taught a world-destroying witch?

Joseph stood up and walked to the edge of the demonstration platform.

According to the procedure, the tutor should first explain the teaching objectives.

"The New Magic Revival Project is currently still in the basic structural observation stage."

Therefore, today's presentation will not focus solely on spell manifestation, but rather on the spell slot construction process, model embedding bias, and the reproducible observational value of failed samples.

After reciting this pre-rehearsed nonsense, Joseph gestured for Grace to come up on stage first.

Grace stood up and walked toward the demonstration platform, and the entire assessment tower fell silent for a moment.

After all, she is the third princess. Even though she is known in the Royal Academy for having zero magic perception and many people know that she has almost no future in terms of magical talent, she is still a member of the Imperial Royal Family.

As soon as she stepped onto the stage, most people in the audience subconsciously straightened their posture and composed themselves.

Grace stood in the center of the demonstration platform and gave a slight bow.

She opened the notebook in her hand and said:

"What I am presenting today is an observation of the spell slot structure in the basic stage of new magic."

According to Professor Grantham's theory, the casting process of old magic highly depends on the gifted individual's direct perception of magic power and the instantaneous mobilization of external magical flows.

The starting point for new magic lies in establishing an internal support structure that can be repeatedly observed and corrected…

The eyes of several old-school theorists in the audience lit up slightly.

Grace continued:

"I will tentatively call this structure the basic spell slot framework, which is a preprocessing container before the spell model is embedded."

During my observation, I found that structural stability is affected by three factors.

This includes boundary clarity, the speed of magic inflow, and the ability to self-correct under external interference.

Joseph stood by the stage, completely bewildered by what he heard.

Wait, what is she saying?

He may have talked about the clarity of boundaries, and he may have also talked about the speed of magic inflow.

When did this ability to self-correct under external interference emerge?

Has he ever mentioned this thing?

Joseph thought about it carefully.

Maybe not.

It's possible he said something like not to be influenced by the outside world, but he definitely didn't say it in a way that sounds like a normal person.

Did this guy fill in the gaps in the academic system with all his random ramblings?

Is this reasonable?

  

However, the reactions of the theoretical professors in the audience were quite reasonable; several of the older professors had already begun to whisper among themselves.

"Spell slots... I've seen this concept in Joseph's report."

"Hmm, it's somewhat like a variant of the Mind Inscription technique from the Old Magic Era, but it places more emphasis on the repetition of internal structures."

"The concept of boundary clarity is very interesting and can be compared with the ancient theory of spell containers."

"The ability to self-correct under external interference is also worth discussing, especially in the era of mana decay, where the stability of low-level spellcasting is inherently a problem."

"This could be used as a research paper."

Joseph was terrified.

No, you guys are really planning to write a thesis?

If he keeps writing this, what if someone asks him about the origin of the original theory in the future? Will he have to write a whole textbook to support it?

Compared to the enthusiasm of the theoretical group, the practical training group was clearly less enthusiastic.

Some people yawned, while others looked down and flipped through the rating sheets in their hands.

A training professor muttered to himself:

"In the end, they still haven't been released, have they?"

The sound wasn't loud, but the semi-circular stepped structure of the assessment tower was inherently unethical.

Any whisper from the audience, if the angle is just right, can bounce back and forth between the wall and the dome twice, and finally reach the ears of the person in the center of the demonstration stage.

Grace seemed not to hear her; she paused briefly and then continued speaking.

The expressions on the faces of the several practical training professors visibly began to turn bored.

In their eyes, this was just a princess who couldn't cast spells, standing on the stage earnestly spouting a bunch of beautiful theories. It sounded perfect, but what was the difference between her and those old-fashioned academic papers and reports?

Brewster leaned back in his chair, his fingers lightly tapping the tip of his cane, a smug smile on his lips that made Joseph want to punch him at a glance.

Marco, on the other hand, was in a completely different state; he sat in the executive seat, somewhat agitated.

What a clear statement, what solid progress, what an innovative educational approach!

The Third Princess, deemed incapable of casting spells by the old magic system, is now standing in the center of the assessment tower, clearly articulating a new theoretical framework completely different from the old magic.

What does this tell us?

This shows that Mr. Grantham is reshaping the very essence of magic education!

Marco lowered his head and quickly began to take notes.

After Grace finished her presentation, a round of applause, though not enthusiastic, rang out from the audience.

According to the original plan, it was Mia's turn next.

Joseph gave Mia an encouraging look.

Once you've finished reading, just come down. Don't make any big fuss.

Mia saw Joseph nod encouragingly.

Sir, believe me!

So, driven by a determination not to embarrass her husband, she walked up to the demonstration stage.

Compared to Grace's elegant, measured steps, Mia's entrance was quite simple. She almost tripped over her shoelaces, and when she stood in front of the whiteboard, she realized she was holding the notepad upside down.

She looked down for two seconds, and someone in the audience couldn't help but laugh.

Grace gently reminded him from the sidelines:

"Miss Taylor, this is outrageous."

Mia's ears turned red instantly, and she quickly flipped the paper over.

"oh oh!"

She cleared her throat, trying to sound like a proper student.

But the moment she opened her mouth, she was still the same Mia.

"I... I'm showing the model embedding failure record."

After she finished speaking, she herself felt that the name of the exhibition sounded particularly unlucky, but her husband had said that even failed samples had observational value.

She gritted her teeth and continued:

"It's that... spell slot frame. The master said we need to stabilize the boundaries first, but the frame I initially came up with wasn't very square."

Someone in the audience laughed again.

"Later I discovered that you can't pour all the magic into it at once. Magic is like molten iron; you can't just pour it all into a mold at once."

Um, what I mean is that if you pour it too fast, the edges of the spell slot will crack, and if you pour it too slowly, the inside will get cold.

So I can only try little by little, patching up wherever it leaks and thickening it wherever it's too thin.

The students who were initially trying to suppress their laughter gradually quieted down.

The few professors who focused on practical training hadn't paid much attention to it at first, but now someone had raised their head.

They could tell that the blacksmith's daughter wasn't reciting a memorized text, but was genuinely describing a practical experience, even though it sounded completely unrelated to magic.

The terminology she used was completely unlike standard academic terminology, making it unclear whether she was talking about blacksmithing or magic.

Mia, clutching the notepad, continued:

"Then came the light magic model. Following the teacher's instructions, I imagined it as a small, glowing dot and then embedded it into the frame."

But every time it's inserted, it tends to gravitate towards the heat source.

As she said this, she looked up at Joseph.

Joseph gave her an encouraging smile.

Besides, he'll be unable to smooth things over later, so he should hurry up and finish what he's saying and get down.

Mia felt a sense of relief.

The man was looking at her, and he did not reject her!

So she calmed down and continued:

"I tried many times, but they all ended up as sparks."

There was a moment of silence in the assessment tower; even those who were trying to suppress their laughter were unsure whether they should laugh or not.

Spark, a dangerous operation student who was expelled from school, explains in a demonstration class how he mastered the art of light to create sparks.

A professor specializing in practical training stroked his chin and said in a low voice:

"Is the magic too hot?"

Another professor next to him frowned:

"It could also be due to the outflow of fire element caused by emotional disturbance."

"But she didn't recite the incantation."

"I've studied Professor Grantham's new magic; it shouldn't follow the spell system."

"Isn't that just meditation going out of control?"

"Not entirely."

Brewster's eyes narrowed slightly.

Of course, he could tell too.

Mia Taylor was definitely not just reciting a script.

This only made him more unhappy, because the more this happened, the more it showed that Joseph's approach might actually have some merit.

But that's not enough, far from enough. No matter how nicely it's said, without any visible results, it's just a failed attempt at packaging!

After Mia finished speaking, she looked down at her notes, unsure whether she should leave the stage.

Just as Joseph was about to raise his hand to signal her to come back, Brewster's voice slowly rang out.

"Professor Grantham's theory is indeed very comprehensive."

The assessment tower fell silent.

"But if I may be frank, a demonstration lesson is still just a demonstration lesson."

He looked at Mia.

"Miss Taylor, since you've documented so many failures, why don't you also show us what the failures of this so-called new magic look like?"

Brewster then turned to Grace.

"Your Highness, please forgive my intrusion."

Now that you have completed the observation of the spell slot structure, may I ask where your Light spell is located?