High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 188: Chapter 112: Scolding_1

Perhaps because they both involve a lot of practical work.

The alchemy classroom, like the potion study room, is located in the experimental building.

The difference is, the potion course takes place in the large lecture hall in experiment building east annex 301, half of the classroom is filled with various experiment tables, and laboratory cabinets.

The alchemy classroom, on the other hand, is in Experiment Building East 503, it’s just a regular classroom, relatively small in size.

The classroom for the alchemy practicals is, reportedly, located in the basement. However, it’s still out of reach for the freshmen of Astronomy Class 08-1.

They are just freshers, only about a week into school.

Classes haven’t started yet, and the sounds of other classes merrymaking and horsing around in the hallway could faintly be heard, contrasting sharply with the silence in classroom 503.

The sunlight from outside the window is somewhat blinding.

Zheng Qing lifted his eyelids a little and peeped.

A few elves in grey uniforms were ’hehe’ dancing in the sunlight, holding small buckets and rags in their hands, wiping off the dirt from the corners of the window ledges.

These little creatures are always so carefree, Zheng Qing thought enviously, and couldn’t resist thinking about his own group of elves at home.

Due to what happened in the potion class yesterday, he had some reservations about the safety of the experimental building, so he handed over his elves to Dylan and Tuan Tuan to look after early in the morning.

Although werewolves tend to be sleepier during the day, with Tuan Tuan watching over them, there shouldn’t be much problem, right?

Zheng Qing thought, unconsciously ignoring the fact that Tuan Tuan was just a cat.

The curtains on both sides of the window were hung high, and through the bright glass, one could see the tall and silent figure of the office building opposite the experimental building.

The office building is for all the faculty members of Jiuyou Academy, and unlike the small three-storey black building hidden deep within the school that belonged to the maintenance committee, this professors’ office building looks much grander from the outside.

Zheng Qing withdrew his gaze, exhaled slightly, and dispelled the idea of lowering the curtains.

The seemingly grumpy professor on the lecture hall platform didn’t seem to be in a good mood, it was simpler to just bask in the sunlight and avoid further irritation.

A finger poked his back.

”What’s going on?” A voice as faint as a mosquito buzzed in his ear.

It was Duan Xiao Jian.

Zheng Qing spread out his notebook and law book in front of him, keeping his eyes on his nose, his nose on his heart, shook his head slightly, indicating that he was also not sure.

Like most of the male students, he was huddled in the back of the classroom, having had no chance yet to connect with the well-behaved students listening to the lesson in the front row, especially such as Tang Dun and Jiang Yu, hence he was a little out of the loop.

The pre-class bell rang.

The tiny elves that were originally flying around in the classroom all rushed back to the ledge of the blackboard, sitting quietly on their little stools, silencing themselves.

Professor Tesla stood up and used the spine of his metal law book to knock on the lectern.

”Thunk!”

There was a moment of stillness in the classroom.

The silver classroom door closed firmly with this resonance.

The already silent classroom seemed even quieter, where not even a breath could be heard. Everyone sat upright and silent, silently waiting for the professor’s reprimand.

”Are you all freshmen of Astronomy Class 08-1?” The professor asked in a heavily nasal voice.

”Yes.” The new students below answered in a uniform and soft voice.

”Well then you should have reminded me last class!” The old professor tapped on his metal law book discontentedly, raised his voice: ”Did anyone fully understand what I talked about last class?”

There was a silence below the stage, no one made a sound.

”What did I teach last class?” The professor adjusted his glasses, his sharp gaze scanning the classroom.

In the front row of the classroom, Tang Dun sat upright, eyes glued to his own law book, as if he could see a flower in it, and not far from him, Matthew Karen also silently lowered his head, fiddling with his cufflinks.

Among the girls, Li Meng also bowed her head, trying to minimize her presence, following the example of her older cousin and the chief student.

As for the boys at the back of the class, they wished they could just sink under their desks.

Nobody answered this obvious question from Professor Tesla.

”Zheng Qing!” Professor Tesla flipped through the roll book and called out a name.

Darn!

Zheng Qing groaned silently, but promptly stood up.

He vaguely felt the class sighing in relief.

The students in the front row took this opportunity to turn their heads away, avoiding the gaze of the professor on the podium above.

Zheng Qing kept his composure, watching Li Meng making faces at him. His mind was spinning like a mad windmill, trying to recall any bit of the previous lesson.

”Are you this year’s publicly funded student at Jiuyou Academy?” Professor Tesla’s face remained stern, but his tone was noticeably softer.

Zheng Qing barely held back tears.

He realized once again that being a publicly funded student was not at all something to be happy about.

”What did I teach last class, do you remember? Did you understand it?” Professor Tesla closed the roll book and repeated his earlier question.

”Erm, last class was about ’the probability of time showing a normal distribution in multi-dimensional space’... mainly discussing the existence, flow, and changes of time under dimension theory in different spaces...”

Zheng Qing blinked, striving to piece together the fragmented notes from his notebook.

”...The great wizard Gauss of the 18th century was the first to combine the flow of time with multidimensional space for verification... through multiple experiments, wizards discovered that the flow of time varied in multidimensional space... Based on this, the great wizard Laplace conducted a quantitative analysis and proposed the theory that time in multidimensional space follows a normal distribution...”

After briefly repeating the main content of the previous class, Zheng Qing obediently shut his mouth and stopped talking.

”Huh?” Professor Tesla raised his snowy eyebrows, his voice increasing a bit, ”Is that all?”

Zheng Qing gave an awkward smile.

”What about the derivation of the formulas? How did Laplace analyze them quantitatively? Wasn’t this all covered last class?” Professor Tesla slammed his metal-covered law book on the lectern, ”Did you attend history class last time? Is this all you’ve learned about alchemy?”

I wanted to learn more, too! Zheng Qing roared silently in his heart. But hey, I simply couldn’t understand!

”I didn’t quite understand the rest of the contents,” Zheng Qing admitted, lowering his head, replying softly.

Murmurs of agreement echoed throughout the classroom.

However, these supportive voices were too weak, like a light wind over a water surface, only rousing slight ripples.

”Why don’t you speak up if you don’t understand?” Professor Tesla paced around the narrow podium with his metal law book, repeating in dissatisfaction. ”Why did you not say anything?”

Matthew did speak, Zheng Qing silently replied in his heart, glancing at the vampire in the front row who was currently examining his cufflink.

Of course, he didn’t have the courage to question the old gentleman on the podium.

”Alchemy is a very rigorous subject.”

”Very rigorous!”

”The language of alchemy is rigorous!”

”The system of alchemy is rigorous!”

”The attitude towards alchemy needs to be even more rigorous!”

”What is rigor?”

”You should never gloss over something you don’t understand.”

The metal law book slammed on the lectern again, vibrating so intensely that everyone’s heart trembled. ”If you don’t even know what it’s about, how dare you use it to base your conclusions? Would you dare to experiment with the conclusions you’ve arrived at? You’re jeopardizing your own lives!”

Zheng Qing silently swallowed his saliva. Although he didn’t quite understand why not speaking up in the last class was jeopardizing his life, he decided to keep silent.

He was sure his skull was not as sturdy as the lectern.