Academy’S Gumiho Is A Magical Genius [EN]: Chapter 223

Academy Gumiho is a Magic Genius – Episode 223

Academy Gumiho is a Magic Genius Episode 223

Magic and Mystery (3)

The lecture on mystery garnered favorable reviews.

Even though the lecture was still in progress, that fact was somewhat apparent.

The number of students had increased since the previous day. Now, there were even fanatics who were practically burning with intensity as they scribbled notes.

They listened to my lecture with their ears, read the sentences and symbols written on the massive blackboard with their eyes, and wrote them down with their hands.

Students who did all of this simultaneously could be called fanatics.

But what if all the students in this place were fanatics? From the perspective of someone giving the lecture, it was both pleasing and slightly burdensome that they were all showing such concentration without exception.

Still, well.

It wasn’t bad so far.

‘Because I crammed all sorts of books into my head and distilled only the essential points so that I could unravel them into a 2-hour lecture.’

Even if there was a slight burden, there was no anxiety about the lecture.

The content I wrote on the blackboard while lecturing was the core of the core of the knowledge I had condensed. Since the students in this lecture ranged from freshmen to juniors, I planned it so that everyone could gain at least one thing while taking the lecture.

In reality, the students were writing down the content on the blackboard in their notebooks.

In the process, they were recalling the content and making it their own.

From a results-oriented perspective, it was only a subtle difference, but they were getting stronger each time they wrote down a line.

In a way, it was possible because the target was students who didn’t have perfect subjectivity. It was possible because they were at an age where they were greatly influenced by friends or the surrounding environment.

So far, so good.

However, there was one problem.

That was the speed.

It wasn’t the speed at which the lecture was progressing, but the speed at which important content was written on the blackboard that was the only problem.

The speed of one or two pieces of chalk was not enough.

I only plan to conduct today’s lecture, which deals with the mystery that is the foundation of magic. I have no intention of continuing it in the next class.

There’s no other way.

Increase the speed even more.

「Pyrokinesis」

The first magic I ever created.

An intangible force met with flames, allowing for precise manipulation.

It doesn’t mean much now that I’ve grown.

There’s nothing I can’t do with ordinary 「Telekinesis」, but the magic I’m most familiar with and have the highest proficiency in is this one. In situations like now, where fast speed and corresponding accuracy are required, there was no magic like this one.

Scribble, scribble─!

Squeak, squeak─!

Dozens of pieces of chalk drew letters or graphs on the blackboard.

The ones holding the chalk were not human hands, nor the empty air where nothing could be seen, but flames in the shape of hands.

The students were shocked by the metaphysical sight of the hands of fire writing the content to be written on the blackboard.

“Thousand-Armed Guanyin……?”

It felt like they were seeing a Buddhist bodhisattva [a being who delays enlightenment to help others].

Although it wasn’t a thousand arms, the heat haze created by the flames made dozens of hands look like a thousand.

“Isn’t that very inefficient? I’m worried that the order might be wrong.”

“I know, it’s not like the speed is slow, and he has to handle magic while giving the lecture and paying attention to the blackboard behind him. Is that even possible?”

“It doesn’t seem like he’s just scribbling. Look at that graph. Where does that look like it’s out of order or just scribbled?”

“No matter what, can it not be messed up when using multiple blackboards at the same time, not just one?”

Students who thought that 5 blackboards were too much.

Isabel, hearing those words, gave them a look as if they were being noisy.

“Can you guys be quiet?”

“No, we didn’t say anything wrong.”

“Even if you’re smart, doing so many things at once. He’s even giving the lecture without a script.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“What’s wrong? If you make a mistake, all the notes might get messed up.”

All the notes get messed up?

Ha, Isabel couldn’t help but laugh at that, so she covered her mouth.

However, the students felt even that gesture was insulting to them. In fact, Isabel didn’t care whether they felt that way or not.

She just saw.

“It’s pathetic. Does it seem like there’s even one person nearby who has stopped writing like you guys?”

Everyone was pathetic.

* * *

It had been a long time since the long lecture ended.

Even though dozens of minutes had passed since the lecture ended, only a few students had gotten up from their seats. Even the empty seats were quickly filled by students standing in the back.

This was all because of the vast amount of information on the 5 giant blackboards.

Of course, they could just take pictures of the blackboard with their phones, but there was inspiration that came from the process of establishing knowledge while taking notes.

In the first place, they were listening to this lecture to take a leap to a higher level.

To do so, there was no reason to bother taking pictures of the blackboard with their phones.

The problem was.

“Are you done taking notes?”

“I’m not done, so don’t talk to me.”

“There are so many people. It’s been more than 30 minutes since the lecture ended, what is this?”

“Hey you! If you have the time and leisure to look around, get out of here! We want to sit down and take notes too.”

“……Seriously, what is this?”

Everyone was thinking the same thing.

Freshmen and juniors. Students were engrossed in taking notes regardless of their grade.

So much so that fierce seat fights broke out whenever there were empty seats.

Taking notes while standing was uncomfortable.

If they were wizards, they could use 「Telekinesis」 like Seungwoo, or other means, but there was too much content written on the blackboard.

They had to take notes by hand as well as relying on magic. As a result, students even started making desks and chairs in the back of the auditorium.

“Hey! It’s already crowded in the back, what are you making now?!”

“A desk and chair made of ice. The temperature isn’t cold.”

“I’m not talking about the temperature right now. It’s already not spacious in the back because there are over 1,000 people, what are you doing making a desk!”

“Do you want me to make one for you too?”

“No, well, what I want to say is…… What do other kids matter. It’s okay if we’re the only ones comfortable even if there’s not enough space!”

“What are you guys doing?!”

“I want to make a desk and chair too.”

“No, what are you doing in a narrow place!”

“Stop making desks. I’ll get rid of them with Dispel if you keep doing that?”

No one thinks about taking pictures of the content on the blackboard.

Even though they’re taking notes directly for inspiration, at this point, there might be students who just take pictures and leave, but the students were madly devoted to taking notes. And those 모습들은 [Korean word for ‘scenes’].

It was a sight that professors could never have imagined.

Click─!

A sound like turning on a light was heard.

Even though it wasn’t a very loud sound.

A sound that was heard strangely loudly in the auditorium filled with the sound of writing, moving pencils or ballpoint pens.

Immediately after that sound was heard, the students were shocked.

“The, the blackboard is being erased?!”

“Who is it? Who erased the blackboard?!!”

“Take a picture, even if it’s just one!”

“My, my phone camera…… Why isn’t it opening!!”

The blackboard in the auditorium was very large.

The blackboard, which was the size of one wall of the auditorium, was too large to be erased by a human body. So there was a button that automatically erased the blackboard, and someone pressed that button now.

The students who had only taken notes on half of it screamed.

I should have taken a picture of it if I had known this would happen.

The students who were regretting that saw a doll (人形) [Japanese word for ‘doll’] walking towards them. A long human shadow.

It was walking from the place where the button to erase the blackboard was located.

The moment the students turned on their eyes and tried to see who had activated the button.

The students had no choice but to be shocked for the second time.

“Oh? Why are there so many students?”

“P, Professor Monroe?”

“No, why did the professor come here? And why the button?”

Professor Monroe tilted her head at the words of thousands of students in a row.

What are these students talking about?

“Isn’t it natural to erase the blackboard because it’s full of writing during my lecture time? By the way, I don’t know which professor’s lecture it was before, but to take out all the blackboards that were prepared as spares and use them. It seems like a very passionate professor.”

The students were greatly shocked by Professor Monroe’s words.

My lecture time? Previous lecture time?

Didn’t there usually be more than an hour between lectures?

The students who thought that checked the time.

Some students took out their phones, and some students looked at the clock on the wall. There were also students who checked their watches, but all of them had the same expression even though their methods were different.

Why are there so many shocking things happening today?

The students, whose facial muscles were starting to hurt, realized that Baek Seungwoo’s lecture had already ended an hour ago and were horrified.

I thought it would take a long time to take notes.

I’ve only taken notes on half of it yet. I didn’t think it would have been an hour already.

“It looks like there are a lot of students from the previous lecture. It’s my lecture time now, so students who are not related should leave quickly. Because of you, the students who are taking my lecture can’t sit down.”

That’s right.

Not only the 2,000 seats but also all the spare space behind them was occupied, and the students taking the next lecture were waiting in line behind the auditorium.

Thousands of students were trying to leave, and hundreds of students were trying to enter, and they were intertwined.

Because of this traffic congestion, the incident was quickly spread through the academy’s community.

The lecture and content that held more than half of the entire student body for an hour.

If you were a student of Chilseong Academy, if you were someone who had set foot in this industry, you couldn’t help but be interested. However, as it became known that only less than 10 people had actually finished taking notes, the demand for notes from the lecture skyrocketed.

10 people who finished taking notes on time.

They weren’t fast, nor did they have the ability to take notes simultaneously using 「Telekinesis」 like Seungwoo.

They were just wizards who had established their own world and subjectivity like Isabel. They only recorded the essential points from the content written on the blackboard according to their own subjectivity.

They were different from the students who didn’t know what was important and just wrote everything down indiscriminately.

Only students who knew what they needed and what content would lead them to a higher level could finish taking notes.

Because of that, their notebooks didn’t have any enlightenment or emotion even if they were read. Thanks to that, complete notes were considered like legendary treasures.

And the next day.

Rumors spread that there was a student who took pictures of all 5 blackboards.

I don’t know what he was thinking when he took the pictures at the moment when everyone was convinced that they could get inspiration just by focusing on taking notes.

After the rumor was confirmed to be true.

The student was bombarded with emails and besieged by students, and as a result of unreasonably receiving money and handing over the photos, he sat on a pile of money in just one day.

According to a junior in the 3rd grade who met him for a direct transaction, he carries a training ax and shield that don’t match his small physique, even smaller than his middle school 3rd grade sister.

Of course, since it’s just a rumor, there was no time to check whether the photo was real or whether the student really sat on a pile of money.

It was just passed down like an oral tradition, passing through the mouths of others like urban legends or superstitions.

The biggest beneficiaries in the process were not the students who organized their thoughts and gained enlightenment just by taking notes, nor the students who sat on a pile of money through the photos taken of the content written on the blackboard.

It was Baek Seungwoo who created this topical lecture.