Durin thought while sitting down in the front row as much as possible.
Unlike before his transmigration, the front seats in every classroom at Piltover University's Magic Academy were extremely sought after, even leading to a business of reserving seats.
Each time someone helped reserve a front-row seat, it only cost 10 copper circle coins.
Even though Durin arrived relatively early, he could only sit in the middle section.
In the center of the classroom stood a burly man, two meters tall and built like a black bear, wearing a Mage Robe.
His broad shoulders and marble-sculpted muscles supported the entire Mage Robe, making it seem as if he was about to burst out of his clothes like a strong man.
This should be Instructor Rokoeff.
He stood in the center of the classroom, speaking in a gentle tone to several Mage Apprentices.
"Instructor, your last course benefited me greatly, much more useful than the paid courses I attended in the past.
I believe I will definitely be promoted to a Mage this year!"
"Thank you so much, without your support, I might have given up on the path of a Mage long ago, and wouldn't have persevered until now."
Most of them were expressing gratitude or thanks for his encouragement.
"You overstate it.
My colleagues are also remarkable Mages.
If you study diligently, you can also gain a lot from their courses."
"The path of a Mage is not easy.
You must walk it with unwavering confidence."
Rokoeff's response was humble and gentle.
Even though Durin only heard a little from afar, he felt a touch of warmth.
"Alright, the class is about to officially begin.
Before that, I need to introduce myself.
I am your instructor for the Enchanting Runes Forging School's Beginner Enchanting Course—Rokoeff, that is my name."
"Hello, Instructor Rokoeff!"
The thirty or so Mage Apprentices present collectively stood up and bowed, hands clasped over their chests, until the ceremony was complete.
"Alright, before I start lecturing, I'll call roll.
Just raise your hand when your name is called," Rokoeff said, calling out names one by one from the roll book.
After confirming that everyone was present, he continued, "Although this class is about the Forging School's Beginner Enchanting Course, I see many new faces here.
The Academy needs fresh blood like you."
"The Forging School is designed to enhance your control over the fire element, by personally experiencing and familiarizing yourselves with flames, to master the control of their size.
At the same time, I suggest that in your free time, you read a book called 'Ornn and His Forge Sonnets.'
This is a legendary read, but it expounds on the views and understanding of fire.
Perhaps the great God of Forging has vanished, but His name is worth remembering.
As long as His spirit remains, we can connect with Him, talk to the God of Forging across space, follow Ornn's footsteps, and reach our destined place."
This passage gradually re-energized the atmosphere in the classroom.
Many Mage Apprentices were speaking in low voices.
Although there was some slight noise and interference, it was still much quieter than the university classrooms Durin had experienced before his transmigration.
After everyone quieted down again, Instructor Rokoeff spoke once more, "First, I need to emphasize to you that I will not immediately teach you how to enchant.
You won't be able to use or digest this knowledge yet.
Your primary learning is how to forge a qualified weapon in the forging workshop.
Only when the weapon is qualified can you ensure that you won't make mistakes during the forging process and can add magical materials and rune stones."
"Next, I'll ask a question.
Does anyone here have experience in blacksmithing? Or, rather, experience in making charcoal?" Rokoeff asked in a deep voice.
"If not, all of you will have to start from the very basics and learn how to make charcoal!"
"Instructor, Piltover is so developed now, with natural gas and everything.
Do we still need to learn how to make charcoal?" A Mage Apprentice immediately raised his hand and questioned.
"Of course, making charcoal is to familiarize you with the heat, to learn how to control and master the fire element within your body, ensuring that when you become a Fire Controller in the future, you won't burn yourself, nor cause disaster and bring misfortune to others," Rokoeff said calmly.
"In the cold Northern Forge Home, a qualified blacksmith needs at least three years of charcoal making before they can learn forging techniques, but you are Mages, natural Fire Controllers, so it won't take as long.
Those with decent talent only need a month."
"Um... Teacher, I have experience making charcoal.
Can I directly learn forging techniques?" Durin pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and asked.
At this moment, everyone's eyes instantly focused on Durin, as if they were looking at a rare giant panda.
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