HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 17
The cold voice from behind made his hair stand on end. He turned around and was about to throw a punch, when he felt something hit his stomach hard, and the pain came. He bent down uncontrollably, thinking Curl yourself up.

This made the strength in his hand loose, and he felt the wand being pulled away from his hand.

"Disarm you." The girl's immature voice was finally no longer so cold, and the ending slightly raised a pleasant arc.

The companion next to him wanted to go forward to grab the wand back, but was forced back by the tip of the wand pointed at his nose.

"No, you can't use magic spells to hurt your classmates." He spat out a sentence of school rules dryly, his eyes flickering wildly.

Itana sneered, "I know."

"So—" She raised her chin, "Squat down."

"What, what are you doing?" the man said nervously, but he still squatted down slowly, so that he had to raise his head slightly to meet Itana's eyes.

"You too." The girl looked at Talim.

The muscles on Talim's face twisted, he wanted to rush up and give the girl a few ruthless kicks, he wanted to kick her down on the ground, he wanted to make this daring bastard disappear from the world...

The companion behind him tugged his robe, and seeing the girl's darker eyes and half-smile expression, she finally squatted down slowly.

The flame that had been burning in his heart dimmed a little because of this.

In any case, the three of them did lose to a little girl who had just entered school for less than two months.

The girl was holding wands in her left and right hands, pointing their wands at them with her right hand, and pointing her left hand towards the doorway. With the whisper of the Disarming Curse, she gently swung an arc, a red light flew out, and the last wand fell into it. the palm of her hand.

Seeing this extremely skilled spellcasting, Talim's fingers trembled a little.

Unlike her peers who have only learned a few spells, this girl is already quite proficient in spellcasting, and she uses them well in actual combat, at least better than them.

how can that be……

The flickering shock of his eyes naturally couldn't escape Itana's eyes. At this moment, they were very clear under the light of the fire, which was the effect of the night vision potion she drank when entering here.

The girl walked unhurriedly and walked behind him which he couldn't see.

Talim's heart clenched again, and the unknown made him want to turn back subconsciously.

"Dizzy." He was hit on the head by someone, and after a while of dizziness, his eyes suddenly darkened.

Another boy next to him witnessed the whole process of the girl picking up a wooden stick in the corner and knocking Talim unconscious. When Itana moved towards him, the boy's brow was already sweating.

He swallowed, his lips trembling, "Yes, please be gentle?"

The girl smiled back.

"Boom-"

Now, there is no one standing here except him.

and many more!

Itana looked towards the door, and she remembered that there was another girl outside.

The girl with dark brown curly hair squatted on the ground and poked the stone bricks at the bottom of her feet, doing nothing made her feel dissatisfied.

But as Talim's girlfriend, she understands her boyfriend's irritable temper quite well, so it's better for her to obediently stay here and watch the wind.

But how could someone pass by at this time, it was a waste of her time, why not let her in too.

Even just watching from the sidelines won't be as boring as it is now.

A gust of wind blew past, and the door behind him opened silently.

The girl lowered her hair in a daze, completely unaware of a pair of unusually white hands stretched out under the dim light.

The sound of wind piercing through the air came, and after another muffled sound, the world was completely silent.

When Talim woke up again, not much time had passed.

He was lying against the base of the wall with his hands and feet bound.

Turning his head and looking to the side, several of his companions were exactly like him, neatly arranged in a row, but their heads were lowered and their eyes were tightly closed.

"Oh, I didn't control my strength just now, so I woke you up." The girl's voice came from above his head, and Talim trembled subconsciously.

"What were you talking about just now? You don't know what's good, huh? You're not well-known, huh? Mu-ba-kind-huh?"

Itana raised her tone every time she uttered a word, and finally grabbed Talim's hair and forced him to look at her.

"The so-called pure blood is a waste like you?"

The originally dim flames in Talim's eyes suddenly rose, and the evaluation of trash undoubtedly hit his self-esteem.

"Boom-"

The girl pressed his head hard against the wall, "What are you looking at? Trash."

"You purebloods can't even handle an 11-year-old girl?"

"Boom-"

"There are a lot of tricks behind the scenes, isn't it? Is it fun to push people into the water?"

"Boom-"

"Four against one? Will it work?"

"Boom-"

"Mudblood? I'm a mudblood and what are you? A residue with low magic power?"

"Boom-"

……

Before they knew it, several other people also slowly woke up, looking at this brutal scene with pale faces.

Talim muttered sorry and I was wrong, his eyes drifted unfocused, blood dripped down his face and onto his shirt, staining a red stain.

He looked like he was dying.

The brown-haired girl whimpered slightly, and Itana turned her gaze to her, and the girl fell silent.

Letting go of Talim, whose face was covered in blood, Itana walked slowly towards the girl.

She squatted down in front of the girl, raised her chin, and the smile on her face remained unchanged: "Why are you crying, cutie?"

The girl's body stiffened, tears kept coming out, but she bit her mouth tightly and dared not make a sound.

For them, even though they take pleasure in bullying others on weekdays, they use magic the most, and they have never seen such a scene where their heads and faces are covered in blood.

And this girl's unchanging appearance made people feel chills from the bottom of their hearts.

How old is she, how can she be so cold-blooded and cruel... Even with the face of an angel, she can't hide the aura that seems to come from hell.

This image of the girl overlapped with several faces in memory, and a sense of irritability rose. Itana pouted, shook her hands and stood up.

Taking two steps back, looking at the four boys and girls who had no intention of resisting at all, he began to consider his words.

If it's revealed, it's either expulsion or a serious demerit, and grandma will definitely be furious.

"It's getting late, too, isn't it?" she said, "so, I can give you a chance."

Talim's sluggish eyes became slightly focused, and the rest of them also grew wings.

"After you leave, keep your mouth shut, okay?" She smiled.

Several people looked at each other, and they could see the rekindled hatred in each other's eyes.

The four nodded.

As long as it is safe, they will immediately report to the school and ask the school to expel her!
"I want to pretend to agree first, and then tell the professor or your parents if it's right." Just as they were imagining that scene, the girl's soft voice slipped past their ears at the right time, and the chill struck again.

The four quickly shook their heads in denial.

How could Itana not have anticipated the possibility of their thoughts, she took out a piece of parchment from her bag, walked up to them and knelt down again.

"Come on, make a contract with me, don't worry, you just need to keep silent about this matter."

"If you violate it, the source of magic power will personally bring down the judgment."

"After all, there is no basis for talking."

　Ah... what am I writing (_)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)