It's so hard being a hero!

The middle-aged teacher, a diamond-level expert, couldn't help but stand up and said in a serious tone.

"Sophia, to be honest with you, the path of apothecary is very difficult. It's not like combat magic where you can see results immediately, nor is it as direct as healing. It requires a lot of time and energy to experiment. Many people study their whole lives and still can't concoct any decent potions. With your talent, it's such a waste to spend your time on this kind of thing."

However, Sofia remained steadfast in her convictions.

"Teachers, I know you mean well, but you should be able to tell that I definitely have a very high-level magic teacher behind me."

Do you understand what I mean?

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged teacher lowered his head and thought for a moment. Seeing that Sophia's expression was serious and didn't seem to be speaking casually, he sighed and sat back down.

"Oh well! Whatever, it's up to you. Anyway, you have to take all the basic courses in the first year. Even if you choose potion science as your major, you'll still have to take combat magic courses in the first year."

Sophia nodded and said nothing more.

The middle-aged teacher filled in a few lines on the form, then stamped it with the college's seal and handed it to her.

"Take this form to the academic affairs office to complete the enrollment procedures. The academic affairs office will assign you a class and dormitory."

"it is good."

Sophia took the form, stood up, nodded slightly to the examiners, and turned to leave the comprehensive assessment room.

Once she left, the assessment room fell silent again.

The female examiner leaned back in her chair, shook her head, and sighed.

"A twelve-year-old bronze-level, with all-elemental affinity and silver-level mental strength, and he chose potion studies? What a joke."

"Sigh! I'm finding it harder and harder to understand what young people are thinking these days."

The middle-aged teacher, a diamond-level expert, tapped on the table.

"Tell the academic affairs office to make proper arrangements. This kind of promising talent deserves our attention."

The female examiner nodded, got up, and left the examination room.

Sophia then took the form to the academic affairs office.

The Academic Affairs Office is located on the first floor of the main building of the college. A dark brown wooden sign hangs at the entrance with the words "Academic Affairs Office" written on it.

"This place hasn't changed at all."

Sophia smiled, then pushed open the door and went inside. It was a small office with several bookshelves piled high with documents.

Inside, there were three teachers working: two dressed as secretaries and an old man with gray hair.

As soon as Sophia entered, the old man looked up at her, put down the documents in his hand, and sized her up.

"Registered?"

"Hello, teacher. I am a freshman who has just passed the assessment and I am here to complete the enrollment procedures."

Sofia handed over the form.

The old man took the form, glanced at its contents, and then froze on the spot as if he had been frozen in place.

He took off his reading glasses, put them back on, and looked at the form closely before looking up at Sofia with the same gaze one would give a rare animal.

"You're the twelve-year-old with all-elemental affinity they're talking about?"

"Uh, it should be me."

The old man took a deep breath and said to one of his secretaries, "Nina, quickly go and call over the homeroom teachers of the three gifted classes in the first year."

The secretary immediately nodded.

The old man turned around and looked at Sophia again, a warm smile spreading across his face.

"Come, come, Sophia, have a seat and a cup of tea. It will be ready in a little while."

Sophia was a little taken aback by his sudden enthusiasm, but she still sat down on the sofa.

The old man then poured her a cup of hot tea, sat down opposite her, and looked at her with a smile.

About ten minutes later, the office door was pushed open.

Three figures quickly walked in.

Leading the way was a woman in her thirties. She had neat short hair, wore a fiery red long dress, and had a sharp, decisive air about her.

A middle-aged man wearing a dark blue mage's robe followed behind.

The last person to enter was a young woman who looked to be in her late twenties, wearing a light blue teacher's dress and carrying several books in her arms.

All three of them are Gold-level mages.

"Director, where is that student with all-elemental affinity? Let us see him quickly!" the female teacher in red asked anxiously.

The academic affairs director immediately signaled to them to calm down.

"What's the rush? It's her. Here's her enrollment information. Take a look for yourselves."

The short-haired woman was the first to take the form. Her eyes quickly scanned the contents, and her initially casual expression gradually became serious, her eyes growing brighter.

She passed the form to the middle-aged male teacher next to her, who glanced at it and his eyes lit up slightly.

Finally, the form was handed to the young female teacher in the light blue dress. She looked down at it, her gaze lingering on the "All Elements Affinity" line for a few seconds, then looked up, her eyes falling on Sophia. She let out a soft "ah," a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

"How about it?"

The director of the academic affairs office stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the expressions of the three teachers with a rather smug smile.

"I've been the dean of academic affairs for ten years, and it's been many years since I've received a student with such monstrous talent."

The female teacher in red spoke first, saying, "Director, I want this student. Our class is in dire need of an all-around magical prodigy."

As soon as she finished speaking, the middle-aged male teacher became dissatisfied.

“Teacher Lina, your class already has three top geniuses, while our class only has two. It would be fair if this student were assigned to our class.”

"fair?"

Teacher Lina raised one eyebrow.

"So what if I have three top geniuses? Who says I can't have more?"

"That's a bit unreasonable of you."

Just as the two were about to start arguing over Sophia, the young female teacher in the light blue robe stood to the side, opened her mouth to interject, but her voice was drowned out, so she could only keep quiet.

Sophia sat in her chair, holding a teacup, watching the two teachers argue heatedly over her, and found it somewhat amusing.

"Ugh! Okay, okay, that's so noisy."

The director of the academic affairs office finally couldn't stand it anymore and raised his hand to interrupt the two of them.

"This is the academic affairs office, not a vegetable market. What's all the noise about?"

The two then quieted down, but their eyes remained locked in a fierce glare.

The director of the academic affairs office thought for a moment, his gaze swept over the three teachers, and finally landed on the blue-clad female teacher in the corner who hadn't said a word.

"Teacher Olivia."

The young female teacher was surprised to be called out and paused for a moment before realizing what was happening.

"Huh? Director, you called me?"

The female teacher spoke softly and weakly, appearing to lack confidence.

"I remember your Class 3 only has 31 students right now, right?"

Olivia nodded.

"Yes, that's right, and there aren't any top geniuses yet."

"Then it's her."

The director of the Academic Affairs Office made the final decision.

“Your class has the fewest students, so this student will be assigned to your class to make up for the missing numbers.”

Upon hearing this, both the short-haired woman and the middle-aged male teacher were stunned.

"Director, this? I'm not saying Ms. Olivia isn't good enough, she's just too young, she's only recently been promoted to homeroom teacher of the gifted class, she lacks experience, I..."

"Alright, alright, stop talking."

The director of the academic affairs office waved his hand impatiently.

"It's settled then. Class 3 has fewer people, so we can allocate more resources to her. Classes 1 and 2 are already strong enough, so don't compete with Class 3 for her."

Chapter 80 The Nightmare of the Skirt

Since the head of the academic affairs office has said so, what else can Lina and that middle-aged male teacher say?

"Alright, alright, since the director has said so, I have no objection."

Teacher Lina sighed in disappointment, then turned and walked out, glancing back at Sophia before leaving.

His gaze seemed to want to etch her image into his mind, so that he wouldn't miss her later.

The middle-aged male teacher shook his head and followed her out, whispering something as he passed Olivia.

"Ms. Olivia, you've really struck gold this time! You'd better teach her well, or Ms. Lina and I might snatch her away at any time!"

Olivia paused for a moment, then nodded.

After the two left, the director of the academic affairs office looked at Sophia.

"Sophia, from now on you should study hard under Teacher Olivia. Although there are fewer students in Class 3, the teaching quality is no worse than that of Class 1 and Class 2."

"Understood, Director."

Sophia stood up and agreed.

Olivia walked up to her and looked her over carefully.

"Sophia, let's go. Let me take you to get your school uniform and textbooks first."

So Sophia followed her out of the administration office.

The two walked along the corridor toward the administration building, passing several classrooms along the way, where they could see students attending classes.

Some students were listening to lectures, some were practicing magic, and some were whispering to each other—it was just like a regular school.