I Created Scientific Magic

Chapter 318: Chapter 306: This is even more incredible than the sun falling from the sky!

The examination that lasted the entire morning and took a full three hours finally came to a close; Ailoke and the others sighed with relief the moment they walked out the door, only to tense up again as they began nervously comparing answers, quickly escalating to heated debates.

“Impossible, I checked several times; the Wizard who experienced the air disaster should have hit the ground at the thirty-first second,” Ailoke asserted confidently.

“You must have calculated it wrong. The formula for this problem should be Distance, S = Initial Speed, V * Time, t + 1/2a t^2. You need to set the time of free fall to t1… The total falling time comes to twenty-four seconds, and the free fall distance is eighty meters!” another Wizard retorted.

Ailoke mentally recalculated in his mind, and his expression suddenly turned sour.

Done for, he realized he had gotten another question wrong.

Pearce, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness he had crammed the formulas for free fall last night, or he would have definitely been doomed today.

…

Inside the examination room, Lynn was looking over the answer sheets collected by Orlando and a few others responsible for the correction.

Although they might not be able to solve them on their own, checking the answers wasn’t a problem.

“Dean Lynn, it doesn’t look like many will pass this time…” After flipping through over a dozen exam papers, Orlando shook his head. This was almost exactly as he had predicted; only about thirty percent of the candidates would likely pass the written test.

“Is it really that difficult?” Lynn was also somewhat surprised. Wizard Apprentices were supposed to be quite intelligent—perhaps not all geniuses, but definitely sharper than the average person.

However, after some thought, Lynn quickly realized what was amiss.

Although the questions he set were not complicated, these Wizard Apprentices had only been studying for a little over a year; yet, they had a lot to master—he had effectively crammed both elementary and middle school physics, chemistry, and biology, and even some high school topics.

Plus, with his occasional absences from class to handle private matters or attend academic conferences and wars for the kingdom, they had quite a lot of self-study time.

Looking at it this way, maybe the exam was a bit too difficult?

Lynn stroked his chin. After seeing a few high-scoring papers, he immediately dismissed that thought.

If there were still ones scoring high marks, then the questions he set weren’t too tough, were they?

Among them, Johnny clearly grasped the material the best—aside from getting three of the last five tough questions he had purposely prepared wrong, the rest were nearly all correct!

Apart from being a full-fledged Wizard with a stronger computing power than an apprentice, he obviously hadn’t slacked off in his daily studies.

Lynn was most surprised by Lydia. She managed to score eighty-eight points, getting only the questions related to elemental properties incorrect, and she even solved all the particularly tough problems he had set.

“She truly is a genius in the engineering field!” Lynn remarked appreciatively.

“Dean, you shouldn’t have let Lydia take part in this assessment. What if she actually passes? Surely, you don’t plan on awarding a Wizard medal to a Halfling who can’t perform magic?” Orlando hesitantly said.

“Of course. There’s nothing wrong with her becoming a Wizard as long as she passes the exam,” Lynn responded, calm and composed.

“But by doing so, Lydia might become a laughingstock among Wizards and even be targeted by some who think she’s denigrating the noble status of a Wizard…” Orlando expressed his worry. He thought the Dean was far too simplistic in his outlook—a Wizard who couldn’t wield magic was just a title, what use was it?

“Even if she can’t perform magic, Lydia could still be an Alchemist, couldn’t she? She managed to build an airship on her own, and she’s contributed much to the research on internal combustion engines and electromagnetic railguns,” Lynn reminded him.

Orlando was momentarily at a loss for words—in that sense, calling this Halfling young woman an Alchemist wasn’t a problem.

But a Wizard without magical powers still seemed odd, no matter how he thought about it.

As he was conflicted, Lynn continued with a smile. “And who said Lydia couldn’t use magic?”

Orlando looked puzzled. It was common knowledge in Wizard Land that Halflings had no magical talent, and no one had ever proven otherwise.

Lydia had been an apprentice for over a year now and yet couldn’t master even the most basic “Condensing Water Technique” and “Material Decompilation Skill.”

Could the Dean really enable someone without magical talent to successfully master magic and become a Wizard?!

That would be more absurd than the Sun falling from the sky!

Lynn, keeping the suspense, offered no explanation but only told Orlando that he would know in a few days.

…

In the afternoon, the apprentices, who had been tortured by the written test, finally welcomed their familiar practical course.

Elements, Shaping, Alchemy, Magic Potions, plus practical combat—five subjects in total, divided over two days…

In the past year or so, although the students at Magic Academy had faced an increase in heavy coursework, many subjects were interconnected.

For example, the chemistry course involved the properties and transformations of elements, so they kept up with these fundamental courses. The mathematics enriched their computing power, pushing their Magic Power storage to its limits, leading to more candidates applying for graduation this year than in previous years.

Pearce, aware his written exam scores wouldn’t be good, redoubled his efforts and performed exceptionally well, passing the first four subjects with flying colors.

As for the last practical combat, it was instead the most relaxed; their opponents were three magic-infused puppets, equivalent in combat power to fully-armed guards, which were naturally not too difficult to handle.

Even Lydia managed to skillfully use her meticulously crafted short-barreled shotgun to take down all these puppets.

The morning of the third day came the time to announce the results, and all the students of Magic Academy gathered together, waiting amidst torments of anxiety and uneasiness.

Upon receiving the report card and seeing they had successfully passed the assessment, there was a burst of elation and cheers, but obviously, the number of those who failed was greater.

With the average scores considered, in the end, less than forty percent passed this graduation exam.

“Damn it, I was so close!” Debra stared at the glaring fifty-eight-point mark on her paper, feeling extremely frustrated. If only she had studied more or if the professor had been a bit more lenient, she could have passed the exam.

Now she would have to wait another year… Debra reflected on this inwardly, while at the same time, a wave of enthusiastic cheers erupted nearby.

“This is amazing… I passed!”