Chapter 39 The League has started collecting registration forms
Edith was "invited" into the office.
The killing power of her few words was too strong, directly igniting the enthusiasm of the students. They didn't care whether the rules were beneficial to them or not. Anyway, the things that the people in the School of Management came up with on the spur of the moment were not good stuff.
Of course, more people rebel simply because they are following the trend.
Everyone shouted slogans such as "Restore the original rules!" and "Oppose changes without students' permission!", covering the stage like a tide. The nobles trapped on the stage were like refugees on an isolated island, trembling for a long time before being taken away by the "reinforcements" who came.
Of course, Edith, who brought up the topic, was also taken back to the office.
"I understand what you mean. So, you think that cross-grade challenges are unreasonable. We can discuss this. There's no need to embarrass everyone in public." The teacher who was in charge of persuading her had a pair of round eyes and looked very sincere. "We can put this proposal aside for discussion later."
Edith was equally sincere. "I don't just want to stop cross-level challenges." She tried to appear harmless, but still looked tough in the teacher's eyes. "I also hope to set two subjects for each student that they are not allowed to challenge - for example, if I forbid someone from taking Potions, he can't challenge me through Potions."
The round-eyed teacher frowned and said, "Ms. Griffin, you don't understand what the academy means."
She said frankly, "You may not know that in the past two years, the number of people from Bo Yunis College entering the Magic Association has been declining. The association generally responds that the people who graduate from the college are too mediocre and are not competent for research work in niche areas."
"You understand, the top student in Potions - for example, William, cannot rank in the top 50 because of his poor performance in other subjects, and therefore cannot get a letter of recommendation from the school. But a single-subject genius like him is the one the association needs the most. The association does not need an average student who can score 80 in every subject, but an ultimate genius in a certain field."
Edith's attention was completely distracted: "William, a genius in a single subject."
She clearly used a declarative sentence, but the teacher choked up and could only change the subject by saying, "It's just an example."
Edith raised an eyebrow: "I don't understand."
"That genius who is the best in a certain field, doesn't he have flaws in other subjects? For example, uh, the genius William you mentioned, is he also ranked first in spells?"
The teacher frowned: "How is that possible! Everyone has strengths and weaknesses."
Edith put her hands on her head and leaned back. "Then, since the top talents in various fields also have areas where they are not good at, why should he be punished by losing the reward when he loses in the area he is not good at?"
The teacher was stumped.
She was not a decision-maker, she was just a messenger and guider. She had never really thought about the connection. After Edith's "guidance", she immediately fell into a whirlpool of thoughts: "Yes... According to the current rules, it is unfair to single-subject geniuses..."
Edith nodded silently.
Since you focus on cultivating talents in a certain field, she will start from this aspect and provide reverse guidance, telling you the disadvantages of this rule - only precise strikes will be effective.
Sure enough, the round-eyed teacher who was successfully enlightened gradually became firmer. He looked up at Edith with a firm gaze, full of courage to fight the world alone: "You are right, you are right."
Edith looked at the other person's expression and couldn't help but sit up straight.
Why do I feel like I've gone too far?
I don’t know what Teacher Yuanyan has been through. Edith wanted to make her waver and then influence the decision-makers’ choices.
Now it seems... it's not necessary?
......
"How about it?"
"It's clear that Edith is deeply aware of her own mistakes. After careful reflection, she has decided to formally apologize to the entire college for her careless words and actions."
Teacher Yuanyan said seriously.
Edith beside her lowered her head with her hands hanging naturally in front of her, looking well-behaved and sensible.
The decision-making noble nodded with satisfaction and sneered: "He is just a freshman who is a little smart... He really thinks he is a leader."
"Sure enough, as soon as the college put some pressure on us, we immediately became flustered."
He held his head high and walked out of the office with Edith under the repeated assurances of the round-eyed teacher. Outside the door, the students who came to resist were three layers inside and three layers outside, blocking the entire corridor.
"Quiet, quiet! Miss Griffin was bewitched by some unknown people just now. What she is expressing now is her true opinion." He shouted loudly over the crowd and pushed Edith in front of him, "Come, tell them--"
Edith took a deep breath and finished her sentence in one go: "The academy agrees to open the cross-level challenge restrictions and add subject locks. Everyone can choose two subjects that others are prohibited from challenging -"
Decision-making noble: “?”
When did he say this?
He turned around in amazement amid the cheers of the crowd, watching Edith's mouth opening and closing, then looked back at the teacher who had just reassured him again and again. The latter gave a thumbs up and showed a "everything is under control" smile.
"What are you doing!" he asked in horror.
"The students are all very happy, which proves that this is a feasible path!" said the round-eyed teacher righteously, with a gleam of justice in his eyes.
The decision-making noble couldn't explain himself. He wanted to catch Edith and start over, but when he turned around, he found that the "culprit" had been swept into the crowd by the celebrating students, held up in their hands, and not far from him, showing a smile that met social requirements.
......
Night, dormitory.
"So, what is the version that is circulating now?"
After enduring a whole afternoon and night of stares, Edith sat on the sofa in the dormitory with a heavy face.
Hedda described it vividly: "The great spiritual leader Edith first pretended to sleep in the potions class just to break the teacher's myth; then she defended the dignity of the first grade to defeat the shameless third grade challenger; and finally she led a mighty army to the decision-making office of the academy and forced the academy to change the rules."
Mu Lin pursed her lips and apologized to Edith. "The version I heard was that Edith actively helped the failed teacher to demonstrate the correct medicine refining technique in class, and then kindly taught the third-year student who came to challenge. Finally, she changed the school rules in an equal meeting with the decision-makers of the college, and the two sides shook hands and made peace."
Edith turned to Bell for help.
"Edith tried to strangle the teacher in class, tried to kill the challenger after class, and finally tried to coerce the decision-makers of the college, and succeeded." Bell's version is the most concise.
Edith: “…”
Edith: "Is this the version you heard or the version you edited?"
The three of them looked up at the sky in silence.
In any case, Edith's first day of school finally came to an end - although in an extremely arrogant way.
......
At the same time, in the boys' dormitory.
"Hello, who is——ah!"
Perkin opened the dormitory door in his pajamas with ease, but he didn't expect to be face to face with his teacher Fergus.
"Teacher? What are you doing here so late?" He trembled subconsciously. "You're not asking me to make up my homework, are you?"
"What have you been doing all day today!"
Fergus had been looking for him all day, and only now did he catch him when he returned to the dormitory. He was furious, "He's not in the classroom, and he's not in the library either!"
Perkin shrank his neck and said, "I went to the tulip market and bought some materials..."
In fact, he went to find the owner of the store at that time, wanting to ask about the specific details of the medicine, hoping not to be exposed in the future. Unexpectedly, the store was not open at all... But he couldn't tell the teacher.
Fergus was so angry that he could only hold his nose and ignore it: "Let me ask you one question - did you really make that bottle of love potion yourself?"
"Yes." Perkin stood up straight and spoke in a loud voice. "I made it with the help of my sister."
What a joke, it has come to this point, is he going to self-destruct?
Fergus lowered his head, with a look of anxiety on his face: "I'll ask again, did you make it yourself?"
"Yes, it is."
Perkin's voice became quieter. He realized that the current situation might not be what he imagined. The teacher seemed not to be blaming him for the homework anymore...
What is that for?
"I asked your sister, and she said she didn't help you look up any notes on medicinal herbs in the library." Fergus sighed, "Don't lie. I won't give you extra homework. Please tell me the truth - did you make it?"
Perkin realized it belatedly and felt frightened. He lowered his head and suddenly found a dark shadow that did not belong to his teacher approaching and finally covering his entire body.
"Let me ask it another way."
Perkin felt that he was being stared at, and the chill almost penetrated into his bones. He looked up tremblingly and met a pair of dark red eyes.
The new Potions Professor, whom he was not familiar with, stared at him quietly. There was no emotion in his eyes, but it was more frightening than the teacher's anger.
"—Where on earth did you get the drug formula from?"
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Fortunately, except for the first day, Edith's campus life was normal.
She attended classes as usual, worked as an assistant, went to the library to study, and tried to find information about the magic circle that killed her in the internal library. Her days were fulfilling and dull.
After all, she won the first place in the entrance exam and won the challenge. Everything that happened made her name mysterious, and most people didn't dare to provoke her at this time. Not to mention, not long after the challenge, the news that the academy changed the challenge rules also spread, which was similar to what Edith had requested at the time - this made her legend even more legendary.
In order to avoid exposing her skills too early, she reported swordsmanship and magic array as her restricted challenge subjects. However, before William's name completely disappeared from everyone's mouth, probably no one dared to challenge her.
For this, many of the top students in the grade came to express their gratitude to her. Some were straightforward, such as Amy, who ran to her desk before class and bowed to her three times; some were more subtle, such as Tuttle, who squatted awkwardly at the bottom of the dormitory for several hours just to personally put the thank-you gift into Edith's hands, and before she could react, he just said "thank you" and ran away in a hurry.
Edith was confused and could only put the gift on the top of the pile of gifts in her hand, struggling to walk back to the dormitory with a nearly blind vision. She had planned to pile the things in the public area first, but she never thought that the three people left in the dormitory were all crowded on the sofa today, so she had to move the things back to the dormitory first.
"What's going on? Why are so many people here today?" At this point, Mullin should be in the library, Bell should be on the practice field, and Hedda should be writing a paper.
"The dormitory manager just brought up the notice." Hedda waved at Edith, "Come and take a look."
"Registration forms for this year's intramural league have begun to be collected."
Edith paused slightly: "So early?"
This shouldn't be the case. In previous years, league registration would have been one month later.
"Because the rules have been changed again." Bell crossed his feet and shook his head, "I don't know what the school was thinking, but this year's preliminary round has been changed to a chaotic points system."
"Originally, everyone only had to play a few games in the randomly assigned group to select the official contestants. Although the results were related to the level of the group they were assigned to, it was faster. This year, it was changed to a free match, and the selection was based on the points. It is indeed fairer, but it also takes longer."
She flipped through the papers in her hand and patted her head. "Oh, by the way, a new rule has been added this year - in order to increase the participation of students in non-combat disciplines, during the preliminary round, completing the commissions given by the academy can also earn points. Considering the time it takes to complete the commissions, it is not surprising that registration is required a month in advance."
"So, are you planning on signing up?"
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