Your notoriety is known to everyone.

Generally speaking, professors at the level of dean will only teach masters or doctoral students, and are unlikely to teach students of his age group.

This is as ridiculous as a bachelor of science in the previous life teaching arithmetic in an elementary school.

Many freshmen obviously recognized Alana's identity, and when they saw Alana's friendly smile again, they immediately immersed themselves in the ecstasy of cheering and applause.

"They are like a group of monkeys in the mountains. Just the slightest provocation will make them jump up and down excitedly and roar loudly." Rogers frowned, not liking the sudden noises that he would encounter from time to time.

"This is the attitude that boys and girls of this age should have. Instead, you look so depressed and gloomy, and always like to lecture your peers." Elina heard the complaint and retorted with disgust.

"Who are you to me when you're always teaching me?" Rogers immediately retorted.

Lufia, who was about to applaud with everyone, silently retracted her hand as she raised it.

She quietly observed the conditions of Rogers and Elina, and followed their example by holding up her chin and looking casual.

After thanking the students for their welcome, Alana slowly lowered her hands, allowing the scene to gradually return to calm.

"Before class starts, I would like to ask everyone a question. What are your thoughts and understandings of magic?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the students of Hilmi Academy in the front row all raised their right hands in unison and looked towards the podium with expectant and ardent eyes.

Alana was a little stunned when she saw this. This was the first time in her teaching career that she encountered so many enthusiastic students. However, for some reason, there seemed to be some kind of hostility between these students.

But in just a moment, she looked past the people in the front row and looked at Rogers who was whispering with Elena.

With her ability, she naturally noticed immediately what was written on the paper in front of the two people.

"No wonder Idrul highly praised this child's learning ability. It's incredible..."

Alana thought about it in her heart, and then she took the initiative to call out Roger's full name, inviting him to answer the question.

Alana's action also made the students of Hilmi Academy in the front row gasp. The opportunity to earn credits for the first time at the beginning of the school year was inexplicably given to Rogers.

What surprised and angered them even more was that, although they cherished this opportunity so much, Rogers seemed completely unaware of Alana's question and continued to whisper with Elena in the back row.

Slowly, the whole class looked towards where Rogers was.

Chapter 36: The Mentor is Also an Apprentice

"Everyone seems to be looking at us now..."

Rogers noticed something strange in the classroom and did not continue to talk back to Elena. Instead, he quietly reminded her and then slowly sat back up as if nothing had happened.

He straightened his back, opened the book "Complete Explanation of Magic Basics" on the table in front of him, and looked at the podium with a focused expression, as if he was ready to listen carefully.

Elina pushed her hair behind her ears and sat up straight, imitating her.

However, their complete silence did not bring about a change in the atmosphere in the classroom, but instead made the scene even quieter.

If nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected must have happened now.

As Rogers thought so, he gently pushed the monocle on his left eye, input magic power, and quickly recalled all his memories.

The ability of the monocle is all-round retrospective memory. As long as you have seen or heard something, even if the self in the memory has ignored the things at that time, the monocle can present it again without missing a single detail.

In a moment, Rogers figured out why the situation had turned out like this.

He stood up with his hands on the table, and first apologized to Alana: "I'm very sorry, Professor Alana, I didn't hear your name clearly just now, and I just realized it now."

Alana could easily learn the monocle's abilities, so she chuckled and said she didn't care.

But more students just felt that since Rogers knew he was named, he still dared to be so self-righteous.

What made them even more confused was why Professor Alana could remain gentle in the face of such an undisciplined guy and not deduct credits from this arrogant man.

"To be honest, my knowledge of magic is still very shallow, and I can't say I have any feelings or understanding of it.

"On the contrary, I have many questions that bother me and I want to get answers from the professor."

Following Rogers's subsequent speech, the atmosphere became even more bizarre.

More than 90% of the students in the classroom had watched the duel between Rogers and Caspar.

If Rogers, who had displayed such astonishing magical talent and ability at that time, was still called shallow, then was there any need for them to answer?

Alana nodded happily upon hearing this, knowing that the more people around her, the more she would feel that she was shallow, which was a very normal thing.

After getting the professor's approval, Rogers continued to raise his own questions:

“For magic apprentices like us, we cannot use magic smoothly without chanting spells, so how to better use spells will be the most basic and important knowledge we have to learn.

“However, in the book ‘The Complete Guide to the Fundamentals of Magic’, two great magicians expressed completely contradictory opinions on this.

"One believes that one must get closer to the intonation and pronunciation of the spell and try to understand the essence of the spell in order to perfectly control magic.

"Another person believes that spells are only auxiliary things, and we need to focus on how to better understand the elements corresponding to the spells in order to be more successful.

"In this regard, I can't help but have a question. In the knowledge system of magic, which one is primary, language or thinking? Which one should we care about the most?"

Alana was surprised when she heard this. She put her hands on the podium, tapped the table lightly with her fingers, and began to think about the question seriously.

Learning magic definitely requires combining the understanding of the language of mysticism with the cognition of the elements. After all, language is the bridge, and thinking is the cornerstone.

Both of them are indispensable, but there have been many disputes among many schools of magic over which of the two is more important.

Besides, the time people have is destined to be limited. Only extremely talented people can study and advance in these two learning directions at the same time. For most people, specializing in one is the right way.

But this question is something that only those who have a solid foundation in magic and truly embarked on the path of magic will understand and think about. Alana did not expect that Rogers would become concerned at this time.

"I know you don't want me to say that both are equally important, or to categorize this as a vague question like whether the bird came first, the egg, or the egg hatched first.

“But I can’t say for sure which one is primary.

“I can only say that I believe that thought determines language, and language is a tool for expressing thought. The existence of mystical language is only to enable us to communicate better and condense elements so that they can reach the form we envision.

"So I am more inclined to the view of the second great magician's school."

Alana paused from tapping the tabletop. She carefully considered her words and spoke slowly, clearly and forcefully.

However, when she saw the disappointment on Roger's face, she inexplicably felt a little nervous, as if she was the student being questioned by the instructor.

Rogers pinched his brows. He wanted to use "negative transfer of mother tongue" to reply to Alana's idea, but he felt that the other party might not understand his meaning very well. So he planned to give examples around the "Sapir-Whorf hypothesis" and began to explain it in long paragraphs:

"Professor Alana, please allow me to propose these hypothetical experiments to you..."

Alana stared at Rogers, her brows slightly furrowed, her expression becoming more solemn.

With every argument Rogers made, her ideas collapsed a little, and she even began to doubt whether the path she had been pursuing for many years was a wrong path.

"So what do you think about this matter? Any conclusion?" Alana couldn't suppress her emotions and couldn't help but speak.

"That's why I asked the professor because I didn't know how to look at it." Rogers shrugged in response.

In his previous life, the academic debate about language and thinking lasted for many years without producing a decisive result. He just wanted to know what the top scholars in the other world would think.

Unfortunately, Alana's answer did not satisfy him at all, and he even felt it was a bit boring.

"Although I don't have a conclusion, I have more or less had some related thoughts. For example, we can directly establish a research discipline on language..."

Rogers then elaborated on the relevant foundations of linguistics established by Saussure in the 19th century.

In this world, there is no shortage of research on etymology, syntax, morphology, dialects, language change, etc., but there has never been a system or a foundation.

You know, language research in the past has become one of the most influential disciplines in the 20th century since the status of maids in ancient times was turned upside down and "linguistics" was founded.

It has had an extremely important foundational influence on disciplines such as anthropology, sociology, psychology, artificial intelligence, and so on, both liberal arts and sciences.

And Alana also felt very clearly how important this knowledge system was to casting spells.

When encountering unclear concepts, Alana would ask for explanations from time to time, with an attitude like that of a student.

Time passed slowly as the two continued to ask questions and explain, and the students in the classroom had no idea what Rogers was talking about that made Professor Alana take it so seriously.

They went from initial confusion, to surprise, to contemplation, and finally to helpless confusion.

It was not until the end of the get out of class that Professor Alana told them that they could move freely. Then she disappeared in a hurry, and no one knew what she was doing.

Chapter 37 You are more like Rogers Brid!

Outside the spiral tower, a gentle breeze blew, constantly blowing away the wisps of dark clouds in the clouds.

Gradually, sunlight began to shine through the gaps and onto the earth, dotted with bright spots of light.

The color of the sky also gradually brightened, changing from dark gray to soft blue.

As the clouds dispersed, light shone through the tall window frames, generously illuminating the entire classroom.

But the first-year students in the classroom became dazed, and what they had just experienced seemed like a dream to them.

Many people discussed the question and answer session between Rogers and the professor, and walked towards the cafeteria to have afternoon tea.

Some students simply went out of the tower to get some fresh air, or ran and jumped to exercise their bodies, but they were undoubtedly all thinking about the strange situation in the first class.

Rogers did not leave his seat. He had neither the habit of drinking afternoon tea nor the youthful energy to run and jump.

He was just silently speculating how many credits he could get for this contribution, and whether Professor Alana could combine linguistics with spell research to help him speed up his learning of magic.

At this moment, Elena was staring at Rogers with a look full of desire, as if she wanted to drain him completely dry.

"Although I have tried my best to ignore you, if possible, I still want you to control yourself a little."

Rogers pressed his fingertips against Elina's smooth cheek, trying to push it aside.

"I really want to open your head and see what's stuffed inside." Elena snapped Roger's fingers open and moved forward aggressively.

"Rogges is so amazing! Even though I don't understand words like 'signifier' and 'signified', I still feel so shocked!" Lufia clenched her fists in front of her chest, symbolizing her inner excitement and approval of her friend in a knight-like manner.

"Well, okay... come to my dormitory in the evening and I will teach you." Rogers saw the intentions of the two people. He held his forehead and promised speechlessly.

Although linguistics sounds like the study of language, it is ultimately classified as a subject that is studied at university.

Many of these aspects require logical thinking and conceptual understanding abilities that are no less than those of philosophy.

When they both get tired of listening to this, they might just give up.

While the three of them were playing, Alice was carefully writing down what Rogers had mentioned in class, and then comparing it with Eunice beside her.

She was very grateful to Eunice for taking the risk to help her out before class, and she also felt a little more grateful and recognized for Eunice.

"It's unbelievable that the little devil has such wisdom."

Eunice looked at the notes on the table and couldn't help but sigh sincerely.

Having received an elite aristocratic education, she could not fully understand the significance of this, but just some concepts that she could understand a little bit made her understand how much knowledge Rogers possessed.

"Little devil..." Alice murmured softly when she heard it.

She recalled Vice Principal Avery's evaluation of Rogers during the trial in front of the gate. The other party had asserted with certainty that as long as Rogers did not encounter any misfortune, he would become a sage, or even a great sage.

And this was only the first class, but Rogers had already shown considerable momentum.

She looked back at where Rogers was and wanted to go up and talk to him, but when she saw Rogers and Elena playing intimately, she instantly suppressed the idea.

It was always like this. Whenever she saw Rogers, Elena would stick to him tightly, like a parasite on an oak tree.

She bit her lower lip gently, and her hands on her legs unconsciously scratched and kneaded her college uniform.

"It's okay. As a saint, there will definitely be a time when you are better than him!" Eunice thought Alice was hurt, so she organized her notes and comforted her.

"Yes, as a saint." Alice turned her head and responded in an inexplicable tone.

A feeling of helplessness and fatigue surged into her heart. For some reason, she always felt an indescribable heaviness about her identity as a saint.

She had been thinking hard. Apart from the blood of the saint, what other characteristics could she have that belonged to her in the eyes of others?

In the eyes of the world, being a saint is an unparalleled honor, but for her, it comes with endless responsibilities and pressures.

But she is also fully aware of the meaning and mission it brings. It is this identity that allows her to be the hope and strength for others.

Despite the heavy burden, she never had much thought of escaping.

But every time I am mentioned and expected in this way again and again, I can't help but have some negative emotions.

"Professor Alana should give us a proper lecture next time, and she shouldn't get entangled in the discussion with Rogers.

"Let's hurry up and grab the front row seats so we don't get left behind by the guys from the Demon King's Court."

Eunice invited Alice, and when she received her yes, she picked up her books and notes and walked towards the center seat in the front row.

At the same time, she did not forget to call on her classmates around her. When others heard Eunice's intention, they immediately expressed their support.

In addition, several people took the initiative to go out of the tower to look for other classmates who were outside, and called on them to come back quickly to occupy good positions.

It was because of this action that the front row of the classroom gradually became noisy.