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Logically, the "careful observation" mentioned earlier should have been part of the proper procedure.
Dark thought for a moment, then asked, "Professor, is this [Sweet Whisper Potion] for internal or external use?"
Professor Thompson: "Oral administration is effective, and topical application is also feasible."
Dark: "Then let's use it externally!"
"Of course, I will respect the students' wishes."
Professor Thompson grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.
Dark suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
He had previously thought Professor Thompson was the only normal professor in the entire grade!
"Next, everyone must pay close attention!"
Professor Thompson tilted the test tube and gently waved it towards Darke, causing the pink liquid inside to pour out.
It turned into drops of sweet rain, which fell on Dak's body.
The medicine works instantly!
It's not about "international servers are also acceptable" at all.
At first glance, Darko Dimon appears unchanged. But his outward demeanor has gained a certain allure that compels one to uncover his secrets.
The mystery of dawn.
He is like the center of a black hole, attracting everything.
Whether male or female, anyone who stares at him is involuntarily captivated, as if drawn in by his charm.
The feeling of living there.
Dak raised his head slightly, his eyes, clear and bright like stars, making him even more irresistible.
In the classroom, the students, drawn by it, couldn't resist rushing to the podium.
Emma, sitting in the front row, was most captivated. She immediately left her seat, went up to the podium, and looked at Dark with eyes full of...
Fascinated.
But she was about to transform into a cheetah and pounce on her prey.
The effects of the "Sweet Words Potion" suddenly disappeared.
Dark's charm is still off the charts, but it's not as irresistible as before.
Emma's front foot suddenly stopped, and she froze as if petrified.
Professor Thompson's voice came clearly at this moment: "If the [Sweet Whisper Potion] is used externally, the duration of its effect will be greatly reduced."
Emma: "Ha, hahaha."
Professor Thompson: "Furthermore, if you pay close attention, you'll find that the [Sweet Talk Potion] doesn't have a coercive charm effect. As I said before, it only increases a person's attractiveness, but doesn't force them to like you."
If you dislike him, you'll hardly be affected. Even if you are, you can simply look away to get rid of the influence.
Emma: "Hahaha!"
Having perfectly coordinated his performance, Dark returned to his seat and continued listening to Professor Thompson's detailed explanation of the [Sweet Words Potion].
The effects and the configuration method.
【Sweet Whisper Potion】is a fairly practical potion, and the preparation method is not too difficult.
but.
What was Professor Thompson's purpose in suddenly teaching this kind of thing two days before Valentine's Day?
"Jingle Bell!"
The bell rang to signal the end of Potions class, accompanied by Professor Thompson's voice.
The professor then stopped lecturing and instead assigned homework.
However, he strode out of the classroom!
"Dark, you've become incredibly charming after using the [Sweet Words Potion]!" Diana suddenly turned around and praised.
Dark was genuinely taken aback for a moment, then casually asked, "So, in Diana's eyes, I was originally the type without any charm?"
Diana: "(00◎) Ah!"
Rose couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
Dark said helplessly, "I have something to do next, so I'll be going now."
After finishing his sentence, Dak packed up his books and returned to the tower dormitory.
He then emptied his schoolbag and put in the teaching materials that he had been compiling ever since.
Unfortunately.
He was unable to finish compiling the first-grade textbook last night.
Therefore, we need to keep up the good work tonight.
However, he has an arithmetic class tomorrow, and he needs to deliver the textbook he will need to Professor Lily in advance.
soon.
He went to Professor Lily's office.
"Knock knock".
After only knocking twice.
"I'm coming!"
Professor Lily's slightly hurried voice came from inside the office.
Dacrit waited.
But we could only hear their voices and not see them.
So he knocked twice more.
"Dong dong."
"I'm coming!"
"Bang, bang, crash, bang, clang!"
Two minutes later, no one opened the door.
Dak stopped hitting.
Another two minutes passed.
The office door was finally opened smoothly.
The little fairy with dragonfly wings floated lightly in the air, looking at the blond boy with a dry laugh: "Here I am, here I am."
Dak stepped inside with an unfriendly expression.
The office was filled with a sweet, cloying fragrance.
But apart from that, it was surprisingly tidy.
If it were someone else, they might have been able to keep it a secret.
Unfortunately, the little fairy isn't the type to tidy up the office when there's nothing to do.
Dac knew perfectly well what was going on, but he didn't expose it.
He sat down on the sofa and took out the textbook; "Professor Lily, I brought the things. But as usual, you're responsible for the exercises yourself."
Professor Lily immediately frowned: "Oh no, do we have to work overtime again tonight?"
Dark: "You don't have to work overtime either."
Professor Lily's eyes lit up immediately: "Really?"
Dak nodded and said, "Roll up your bedding, kick your feet, and never work overtime."
Professor Lily: "O(≥口≤)O Ahhhh!"
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After handing over some of the textbooks to Professor Lily for photocopying, Dak casually made himself some tea, seizing this rare opportunity to relax for a while.
Not long after, Professor Lily finished photocopying the textbook and complained, "It's so hard to create these exercises!"
Dark rolled his eyes. "Then let's switch."
Professor Lily: "Change it tonight, then change it back tomorrow morning."
Dark: "You stay here and don't move. I'm going to buy some peaches."
After saying that, he took the textbook, turned around and left, never to return.
Tuesday, February 13th.
Valentine's Day is just one day away.
The festive atmosphere made the entire college slightly restless.
The fake professor ignored it.
Real professors have many ways to manipulate students.
"Beep beep!"
Dak took out his Sorting Card and, sure enough, saw a notification from Professor Jones.
He infused it with magic and opened the notification.
"Is today's dueling lesson in Duel Arena 2?"
Dak put down the newspaper and took a sip of milk.
Since the start of the second semester, dueling has been rarely practiced.
Even when I occasionally teach at the Duel Arena, it's only for the convenience of demonstrations.
According to Professor Jones, there should be another in-class duel this semester, in addition to the final exam, but not now.
Dak didn't pay much attention to the notice about changing classrooms.
He touched the foxgrass that had brushed against his feet and looked up at the sky outside.
The sky was clear and cloudless.
It's hard to imagine that heavy snow would fall just one day later.
But true prophets never make judgments lightly; what they can say, whether or not it comes from divination, will mostly come true.
After all, in this line of work, success rate is everything!
If the success rate of this prediction is low, then no orders will be received.
If you don't get any orders, you won't have any sales.
Without performance, there is no Fan Yi.
Without food, they will starve to death.
If he starved to death, then of course he wouldn't be a "true prophet".
Upon reaching this point in the logical sequence, Dark couldn't help but let a slight smile curl at the corners of his lips.
"It's tough in every industry!"
It's exactly eight o'clock.
All the first-year students from the four colleges gathered in Duel Arena 2 on time.
After the class started, Professor Jones didn't say anything. He just stood there with his arms crossed, smiling and pointing to the edge of the venue.
The students understood immediately, and after stretching their muscles a little, they started running laps.
After a whole semester of training, even the delicate girls are now able to barely complete the running laps.
However, after giving the students about five minutes of rest, Professor Jones then assigned the next phase of the task.