"Who else knows any other common short spells?"
At the lectern, Old Yao bit down on his pipe, chewing the pale bluish smoke. After his beetle-like little eyes swept around the room, he nodded at the male class monitor of Astronomy Class 08-1.
"Speak freely!" Dunton rose to answer.
"Mm, that is also a very interesting spell."
Old Yao turned and tapped the blackboard. The enormous character "Reticence" immediately spat out a string of rigorously structured spell formulae, describing in detail the spell Dunton had just mentioned:
"...As you intuitively understand it, this spell is often used for gentle questioning. The caster hopes to obtain the truest answer with the least possible harm. Compared with Truth Serum or other more coercive magical methods, this spell is relatively favored by the Danhaag Wizard Rights Protection Committee."
"So we often hear it at wizard conferences held by the Union or in Trident Sword's daily work. Reporters from the Beta Town Post also like to use it quietly when interviewing their subjects... It isn't illegal, but it is unethical. Does anyone want to experience it?"
As he spoke, the professor removed the pipe from his mouth, his gaze roaming over the entire classroom.
Every student who met his eyes swiftly lowered their eyelids. Some of the more timid ones practically wished they could stuff their heads into their desk drawers. In the entire class, perhaps only the ever-lawless Li Meng showed some eagerness in her eyes.
Yet Old Yao's gaze did not fall on the Little Witch at all. Smiling, he looked at the young wizards in the back rows. His eyes lingered among Zheng Qing, Nicholas, and the new student Carmen before finally settling on Zheng Qing.
The young scholarship student stood up with a look of utter despair.
Professor Yao did