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

He looked at the body.

King Arthur, who should have died, smiled and said, "How do you know, this is me?"

He turned into a shadow and disappeared into the air.

Rumble!

The top of the tower was shattered, and the dragon's head turned into a dome. The golden animal eyes looked down coldly at the clown holding a dagger in his hand.

In this state, he is simply magic itself, and it is easy to see the Joker's true nature beneath his youthful appearance.

"Oh, your life is slipping away?"

"How foolish! You and your brother were once so close that you achieved the perfect balance of good and evil and thus were immortal."

"And you destroyed it yourself. Status is just an external thing. The balance between good and evil is the true way to longevity."

In one more chapter, "The School of Law for Good and Evil", the world ends and we return to Hogwarts.

However, I have to take a leave on the 1st, so I will not update for a day. I am taking an exam recently, so I will save my manuscripts for later use.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 112 Upgraded Society

Rafar sat down on the ground dejectedly.

Knowing that he was doomed to fail, he began the villain's signature routine - confession.

Bajir only felt as if he was hearing the music in Detective Conan, where the murderer recounted his tragic past——Mmm→Mmm→Mmm→

"Your brother is knowledgeable, your brother is kind, your brother is merciful."

"Your brother is handsome!" Rafar roared, "We have the same face!"

"I'm tired of it! Tired of all the glory belonging to him!"

"I'm tired of being a so-called professor, teaching some ridiculous little brats!"

"Every day when I wake up, it feels like I have to kill myself! Put on the mask of the dean of the evil house again!"

"If it's just a hundred years, I can endure it and pretend until I die. For the so-called brotherhood between Ryan and me."

"But it's been too long! The so-called balance of good and evil has given us a lifespan that we can't see the end of."

"I can't pretend anymore. I want to kill. I want to have the power and be the only one with magic fingers!"

"Instead of passing it on! It is a treasure, which belongs exclusively to me and at most to Ryan!"

Although Bajir did not regain his human form, his dragon head could still make human voices. "Have you ever thought about one thing? Your brother might also be enduring it. How can a kind-hearted magician tolerate villains being born in his school one after another to bring destruction to the fairy tale world?"

"I have to say, even though he is a mud brother, he is indeed a good brother."

Rafar stood up and spread his arms.

"Just kill me."

"I don't want to die of old age."

"It is my honor to die at the hands of a great king who embraces both good and evil."

The dragon head opened and closed, "As you wish."

Breathing fire is just an instinct for Bagir now.

It was as if flying was as easy for him as flexing and extending his fingers, requiring no additional control.

Colorless dragon flames that combined good and evil gushed out from the gaps between its fangs and from its mouth and nose.

It fell on Rafar.

Then it turned into the same red color as in the future vision.

He didn't struggle.

The twitching of his limbs was simply due to the pain of being burned by the flames.

"You will understand sooner or later. You won't always be a good person, Arthur!"

After leaving these words, Rafar turned into ashes.

Bajir regained his human form.

"No, I'll never understand."

Killing his relatives, this is something he will never be able to understand.

The reason why he dared to travel through time was because he had an absurd idea in his mind - to return to the original world.

Come back home.

A world with graves of children and parents.

Every brick and stone in the courtyard constitutes his soul and is engraved with his memories.

Among the original [sources of negative emotions], the most common emotion that was identified as negative, besides lust, was longing.

[Storyteller] began to write the story again, and the narration voice sounded again.

"The old incarnation of evil has passed away. The new master of good and evil has stepped into his tower. He will be the master of this sacred institution, and my master."

The blue quill flew in front of Bajir.

He held it.

The alien magic power that had just been reduced to single digits due to the transformation began to recover rapidly.

The good house was restored to its original state of birdsong and flowers blooming, while the evil house began to be shrouded in dark clouds again.

The broken dome automatically returned to its original position and glued together.

The charred pages returned to their whiteness.

Everything is back to normal.

The door opened at this time.

Teachers and students, led by Dovi and Leso, rushed in.

Beatrice relied on her physical strength to overpower everyone and rushed into Bagel's arms.

Duowei walked up to him and said respectfully, "Hello, Principal."

Leso glanced at the wall and uttered a soft nasal "hmm".

"Hello, Principal!" Tedros waved his arms happily.

Haha! The principal is my dad!

The rest of the students followed suit and shouted.

For a moment, it seemed as if the ceiling of the tower was about to collapse.

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On the public screen.

Madison: "So, you became the headmaster of a magic academy? And you're immortal?"

Sophie: "You forgot to add that you also own a book that can predict the future - [Storyteller]."

Baqir: "It's all true. But the so-called prophecy cannot touch the system that connects us."

"Every word we talk about and every time we meet in space is a variable."

Madison: "So, you are really immortal?"

Sophie: "Yes, yes. In that case, I will consider staying on to teach at the school. If I become a professor at the academy, I won't die."

Basil: "Have you forgotten the Philosopher's Stone?"

"The preparation of the elixir of life is actually very simple."

"Mix one scoop of dragon's blood, bits of oozing grass, and your own hair. Then place the Philosopher's Stone in the mixture for one hour."

"An elixir that can extend life by one year was born."

"And the formula is not fixed. Any magical creature with strong vitality will do. The auxiliary material does not have to be sap grass. Its main purpose is to remove the bestiality in the blood. It is only effective for dragon blood. Powerful magical creatures also have their will in their blood."

Madison: "What about unicorn blood?"

She thought of the unicorn she had summoned, and how she could make it give its blood voluntarily.

Basil: "Yes. If you replace it with unicorn blood, it will take about 2.5 ounces, and the auxiliary material should be replaced with mercury that is one-tenth the volume of blood."

Sophie: "I heard from you that Nicolas Flamel was the only one who succeeded in refining the Philosopher's Stone, right?"

"How do you know the formula for the elixir of life?"

Basil: "It's in Dumbledore's office. And it's not valuable. Without the Philosopher's Stone, the parchment containing the formula is just a piece of waste paper."

Madison: "Are you on good terms with Dumbledore? He is the greatest white wizard, he--"

She was a little excited. Dumbledore could be considered her idol.

Having been sucked dry by her parents since she was a child, she wished she had such a kind parent to protect her.

Well, it was mainly because she wanted to go to Hogwarts. Her admiration for Dumbledore was just a transference of affection for Hogwarts.

It is not a good thing to be under the care of Dumbledore.

Basil gritted his teeth and said, "I look like Grindelwald when he was young. Of course, I am the more handsome version."

"But the bad thing is, I'm the more handsome version."

Madison: "This old man!"

Sophie: “?”

She was a little confused about their conversation, how could Madison change so quickly.

Madison: "Dumbledore is gay and Grindelwald is his lover."

Sophie: “What a lousy old man!”

The conversation ended like this. Because Madison and Sophie immediately invited Bajir to come online, using the excuse that they felt a crisis.

There was a face-to-face, thrilling battle.

I can only say that [Blood of Red Dragon] is really useful.

This is true even for conscious beings.

The remaining 22 days passed quickly.

These days, as the principal, Bagir has set many new school rules.

There must be classes every day, and each class lasts at least an hour and a half.

A morning meeting is held at 9 o'clock every morning to preach the guiding ideology centered on him.

Take a nap at 12: noon and recite the principal's quotations that I just wrote before the nap.

A new ideological and moral education class was added, and Bagir served as a concurrent teacher of the class.

The class time is at night, in dreams.

Finger magic is so convenient. In the hands of Bajir, whose quality and level are so high, one only needs to "think" to get started, become proficient, and master magic.

He just thought about it and mastered the dream walking technique completely, and transformed into the shape of Bagir.

Back to the ideological and political classes, those who can take these classes are truly beautiful princesses and female villains.

Well, there is also Professor Leso, who has changed her outfit, no longer has a big afro, and is now beautiful and charming.

It is worth mentioning that now the House of Good and the House of Evil have truly reached a balance, so Professor Leso has restored her body shape as a girl.

In dreams, Bajir usually works tirelessly to provide personal guidance one-on-one.

It shows how a serious, strict and competent teacher puts his ideas into practice.

This naturally includes Beatrice.

In fact, as a school principal, he can already lose his purity.

But in order not to arouse Sophie's covetousness, he remained in his dream.