People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

The students sitting cross-legged on cushions closed their eyes.

Baqir is one of them.

As the white smoke rushed into his nostrils, every inch of his muscles relaxed.

So is consciousness.

He could break free of this feeling at any time.

Logically, he should have been cautious and stayed awake the whole time. He shouldn't have lost consciousness in a school with Rafar.

But his subconscious told him that everything was fine.

The same is true for the more mysterious Third Eye.

Thus, with his own cooperation, his consciousness seemed to sink into a swamp.

A warm, smooth swamp filled with female bodies.

Keep going down and down.

Until one voice said, "Okay, get out of class is over."

He just woke up.

There is no physical change, except that I feel a little more energetic.

It was as if I had just woken up from a deep sleep.

The so-called spells professor had left the classroom.

Shit! Just say get out of class is over, and it's really over?

Didn't even wake them up.

It's dark now.

The other students fell off their cushions and fell into a state of sleep.

Judging from the safe and sound classroom, no one had awakened any unique talents.

He casually pushed away Beatrice's softness that was pressing tightly against his mouth and nose.

Ahem, Beatrice must have come over here on her own.

He hooked up his little finger, a faint light flashed, and the power of the cleansing spell made the traces of saliva on it disappear.

He sat back down as if nothing had happened.

On the public screen.

Madison appeared, "Where are you guys?"

"It's nine o'clock now. It's time for club activities!"

"You all should understand that this is very important to me."

"I need more gold and purple cards to protect myself and learn more powerful magic."

Private message channel.

"Sweetheart, as usual?"

"Master, your slave wants a whipping."

Then there were some photos that violated public order and morality (in order to avoid Sophie’s suspicion, some were also posted on the public screen).

After reading it with a critical eye, Baqir replied.

"Look." Attached was a photo of the classroom.

Madison responded immediately: "Are you guys high?"

Bajir: "The piercing ceremony will not begin until a week later."

"Now it seems to be through inhaled mist medication that puts us into a deep sleep."

"I discovered the talent that was born after I came to the academy."

"But obviously that didn't work."

"In the original plot, when fighting against the evil school, the students of the good school did not use any magic, but relied on swords, shields, and bows and arrows."

"Perhaps the spells class at the House of Evil is more useful?" Basil guessed, "Wait, someone has woken up. Sophie will probably be there soon."

Private message: "Date aborted." Public screen: "You can go to the club first, remember to wear more clothes this time. I want to try herbal medicine today."

"Hmm~" Beatrice rubbed her eyes pretentiously and made a cute sound with her head tilted.

"What's wrong with me? It's a little wet." She supported the indescribable part with her hand.

But it feels very dry and refreshed, without even the sticky feeling after sweating.

But she didn't have time to think.

Her awakening seemed to be a signal.

The sleeping princes and princesses also woke up one after another.

The room started to get noisy.

This includes Sophie.

She pushed away Agatha who was clinging to her (Tedros looked into the eyes of Agatha who had just woken up from her sleep in surprise, and was immersed in the pink atmosphere), tidied her hair, and glanced at Beatrice as usual.

She opened the community’s public screen.

Browsed through the contents.

Then he replied: "Everyone is awake. We will start the club activities in about 15 minutes."

The corners of her mouth curled up, so Basil had to separate from Beatrice first.

In the academy, in order not to alert Rafar's possible surveillance, they all entered the community space with their consciousness.

For the safety of their sleeping bodies, they usually choose dormitories.

Girls are not allowed to enter the boys' dormitory.

This is completely different from the rule of Hogwarts that Madison mentioned - girls can enter the boys' dormitory, but boys cannot enter the girls' dormitory.

It turned out that Sophie was still too naive.

In her eyes, Basil rubbed his temple lightly and lay weakly in Beatrice's arms.

Then he said, "I'm still a little dizzy, can I take a nap?"

And Beatrice, the little bitch, couldn't wait to nod and agree.

She could only swallow her grievance, leave Agatha, and go to the dormitory in the evil house.

She couldn't be angry yet.

Baguirre did it for her own good. Beatrice played the role of 'Agatha' in the original plot.

No, because of this, Rafar has not shown up once in all these years of school.

Obviously, Rafar thought that in this state, she would turn evil without any additional arrangements from him.

Baqir's plan was very successful.

Hatch! Inside the tower, Rafar rubbed his nose.

"Why are people still talking about me? I'm ready to stay quiet for a few hundred years."

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Fifteen minutes later, after chatting with her roommates about daily life and hearing a long speech disparaging the charity, Sophie successfully went to bed.

Finally arrived at the community space.

Inside the space, Bagir sat upright.

That slutty bitch! Madison was again in her skimpy pajamas, sitting next to Bagel.

Provoking with words and actions from time to time.

"I think it's time to start club activities."

Sophie said viciously.

It's a bit different from his usual harmless little lamb appearance.

It feels like the movie turns darker in the later stages.

She narrowed her eyes forcefully and maliciously, looking Madison's exposed body up and down, "You shameless little slut, dressed like this. I sincerely wish you that poisonous spiders will happily crawl all over your body. Flames will burn your delicate skin."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 106 Talent: [Life and Death]

In response to Sophie's harsh words, Madison just rolled her eyes at her.

"I have telekinesis, which is more reliable than clothes."

"Besides, today is different. Bajir is here."

"He wouldn't let me get hurt, would he, sweetheart?"

Madison begins her revenge on Sophie.

She believes actions speak louder than words alone.

She stood on tiptoe and placed her small hands on Basil's cheeks without any hesitation.

The head is also very close.

They almost kissed.

She glanced at Sophie with a smile on her face.

As if saying, come and hit me.

The air became tense.

Sophie's index finger had begun to glow.

At the last second before the war began, Bagir opened the club activity interface and chose to pick herbs.

After quickly choosing a spot by the campfire.

On a vast plain.

Three figures appeared.

Not far from them, a white hill made of spider webs began to spurt out small green spiders and sporadic slightly larger red spiders.

These little spiders are extremely difficult to deal with.

When killed, they turn into venom that soaks the earth.

Create a magical field that can poison people if they step on it.

When a certain number of spiders die, a new spider nest will be generated in the venomous land.

Slightly larger red spiders will spray spider webs at the enemy, binding the enemy in place.

Madison and Sophie failed twice in the face of them.

Once he was poisoned by venom.

One time he was surrounded by spider nests all over the ground. His body was wrapped in spider webs, his face turned blue, and he was bitten to death by the spiders.

Logically speaking, this time, even with Bagir there, they should still be in a state of confusion for a while.

But now, the two of them just wanted to vent, and the spiders just happened to hit the window.

Whoosh! The strong wind swept across the land.

The spiders were turned upside down and blown into the sky.

Bang, bang, bang! An invisible force spread towards the spider group.

Then it collapsed inwards out of thin air, making a loud bang, and turned into a meat paste filled with green juice.

Sophie's emotional power and Madison's witch bloodline are both biased towards idealism.