The calendar turned to the eighth week, and the second semester of their first year was already halfway over.
The midterm exams arrived as scheduled, accompanied by drifting willow catkins and flowers competing in bloom. The mood of most students at Jiuyou Academy stood in stark contrast to the brilliant sunshine and radiant spring scenery outside.
It was as though a late spring cold snap had arrived, leaving everyone chilled to the bone.
At Jiuyou Academy, exams were the main way students earned credits—even though these mid-semester exams did not count for much in the final assessment at the end of the academic year. Still, for first-year students, they were something worth taking seriously.
Moreover, for upperclassmen, credits were no longer merely the necessary capital for maintaining campus life. They were also resources essential for advancing to become official Registered Wizards.
Every official Registered Wizard possessed an essential difference from ordinary wizards. That difference was achieved through a ritual.
Most first-year students did not know exactly how that ritual was conducted. But after half a year of exposure, everyone knew that students had to prepare for and complete the advancement ritual themselves. The key materials and resources required could only be safely and fully obtained through exchange at the school.
Yet the school was unusually stingy about such things, only willing to exchange those resources for credits.
Thus, sufficient credits were an insurmountable hurdle standing before every student who wished to become a Registered Wizard.
Since these were only mid-semester tests, the professors did not make things too difficult for them. All the exams were arranged as in-class assessments.
Old Yao's Magic Spell Class was the first major class every week, and the curtain on the midterms was set to rise there.
As usual, Old Yao strolled into the classroom,