High School of Wicked Magic

"It's a secret."

Although Zhuang Mingge, who wanted to hide his hole cards, answered playfully, he couldn't satisfy everyone's curiosity at all, so he turned to Xi'an, who was watching the show, for help.

"Okay, okay, everyone stop asking." Xion gently put the cup in his hand, and the bottom of the cup collided with the table lightly, making a soft ding sound, "It should be very inconvenient to talk about it." exit."

Zhuang Mingge nodded, "Well, for various reasons, so...sorry, I will make it clear when I have time."

—— Wait for the day when I have a stronger hole card.

"That's it, forget it." Maggie gave up resolutely. She doesn't like to break the casserole and ask the bottom line. She learned to respect other people's desires a long time ago.

William nodded in agreement.

"However, speaking of it, the vice president has such a good relationship with his sister. I was really surprised." Maggie couldn't help but glance at Cyril as she said so.

Zhuang Mingge smiled wryly. In fact, he also doubted whether his ex really had such an intimate relationship with Cyril?

When her eyes glanced over involuntarily, they happened to meet with Xilier's eyes. The other party immediately smiled brightly, and carefully took out a tissue to wipe the sweat off Zhuang Mingge's forehead.

There was a hint of femininity in the gentleness, which made Zhuang Mingge feel palpitations.

"By the way, vice president, how many credits do you have now?"

"More than 500." Zhuang Mingge said.

"So much..." Maggie's eyes widened in surprise, and she said annoyedly, "It's bad, it's bad, I should have ordered more expensive food just now."

As a result, Xion was taught a lesson immediately.

After a while, all the food was finally served, and everyone immediately opened their stomachs to enjoy the rare lunch, and occasionally discussed other things, such as the student union, the alliance, and Rhett's future life.

Most people would not think that the future Ritter might be a child with an IQ of only three years old.

Only Zhuang Mingge and Sion knew about this matter, maybe Cyril would know too, after all, she was a third grader and a genius of the Crown family, maybe she didn't know either, because it was the magic that Sion gave him.

Who knows.

When everyone was chatting happily during the period, Cyril also wanted to join the after-school piano music, but Zhuang Mingge refused because it was inappropriate.

"Why did you refuse?" After lunch, on the way back to the dormitory, Xi'an asked suddenly.

"It's inappropriate. Even if she is my older sister, she is also a genius of the Crown family. She is a pure-blood. The Half-Blood Society may join some people who hate pure-bloods in the future. If she is there, it will be more or less inappropriate."

Zhuang Mingge explained, and then said, "Even if I don't tell you, you will still refuse."

"Yes." William on the side also nodded in agreement.

Xion didn't say anything, it was originally a mixed-blood club, but a pure-blood club appeared in the end, just like a rose in a pile of white tulips, it would be eye-catching no matter how you look at it.

Rather than causing a lot of embarrassment later, it is better to refuse at the beginning.

As Zhuang Mingge said, even if he won't refuse, Xi'an will refuse.

……

This is the room of Raffles, the president of the Half-Blood Alliance.

"That guy Rhett..." Rafis rubbed his temples with some headaches, sitting on the sofa, and sitting next to him was the vice president of the Half-Blood Alliance, Sith.

"What are our losses now?"

"All the credits of Rhett's team have been taken away, and there is no other unnecessary loss." Sith said calmly, "It's just..."

"Just what?" Raphael asked.

"It's just that some people in Rhett's team have begun to waver. Their hard-earned credits were lost by Rhett at one time. It is inevitable that there will be some complaints."

Rafis frowned and asked, "Can you handle this well?"

Sith nodded, "No problem, I will withdraw some of the missing credits from the League funds to reissue. The problem is that next, Reiter will fight the ultimate battle with Xion and his members without authorization, and lose. The influence of the Tongmenghui is not small, and even some pessimistic atmosphere is gradually spreading."

Rafis said: "I will deal with these, but the point is not this, it is Barrett."

"Why do you say that?"

"He has a team's funds in his hand, and the gap is not small, Sith, can you think of a way to get all these funds back."

Sith shook his head and said, "It's very difficult. It's Rhett who lost the credits. Barrett didn't use any bad means to get the credits. It's really difficult to get the credits back."

"Is there no way?"

"There is one."

Raphael's spirit suddenly burst, and he asked, "What way?"

"Credit credit betting battle!"

Rafis was stunned, then frowned and asked: "You plan to let me win back all the credits that Rhett exported in the form of gambling?"

"Yes, that's the only way."

"But will the other party agree?" Rafis didn't think that Zhuang Mingge was an idiot, and he wouldn't export something that he had obtained so hard, and more than 500 credits was not a small sum.

"As long as there is enough reward, even gods will be tempted." Sith pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, "According to their oriental saying, money can turn ghosts. With a three-to-one bet Fighting way, I believe the other party will agree."

"Take [-] credits to gamble with the [-] credits in his hand?"

To be honest, even Rafis can’t help hesitating for such a large number. The mixed-blood alliance has a large number of people, which is a typical example of too many monks and few porridge. Now the alliance’s funds are only a little over 6000, and now it’s a quarter of it at once. If it loses, even if the Half-Blood Alliance will not be severely injured, it will hinder the subsequent development.

"Is there no other way besides this?"

"No." Sith shook his head, glanced at Raphais' anxious forehead, and then lowered his head to look at the document in his hand, "Actually, I don't want you to engage in such a big gamble, for five It is too risky to overwhelm [-] credits with [-] credits."

"If it's a two-to-one bet, will the other party agree?" Rafes said thoughtfully.

Sith said calmly: "I have collected very little information about Barrett, and I don't know whether the other party will agree."

Rafis' complexion changed a few times, and he said, "I have to try it!"

Seeing that he couldn't stop Rafis, Sith said immediately: "In this case, let's test the opponent's attitude in a one-on-one bet. Maybe there will be surprises."

As he spoke, Sith's eyes reflected a faint light, and then disappeared.

……

Returning to the dormitory from the outside, Zhuang Mingge separated from Sion and William, and met Mai Ya, the administrator of the dormitory who was walking down the stairs at the corner.

"Good afternoon, Uncle Maia." So he greeted.

"Good afternoon, have you had lunch yet?"

"I ate outside and just won a small amount of money, so I invited friends from the club to have a meal together." Zhuang Mingge explained the matter to Maia briefly.After a pause, he said sincerely, "Also, thank you, Uncle Maiya."

"Thank me, thank me for what?"

"The kitchen, and the credits thing."

Maiya snorted and said with a smile: "This is your own effort. I just helped you as much as I could, and you also paid your own labor for it, didn't you?"

That's what he said, but Zhuang Mingge still said sincerely: "No matter what, thank you very much."

I met You Xia at lunch today, and after chatting with Xi'an, Zhuang Mingge learned that there are very few ways to earn credits in the first grade, and some tasks that lead to releases can only be completed by senior students.

The way for the first-year students to obtain credits is nothing more than helping the teacher organize some documents, doing housework, or cleaning, and other physical work.

The credits obtained every day are about one to three. There has never been such a thing as Zhuang Mingge getting ten credits after working in the kitchen for a day.

Mai Ya was obviously helping Zhuang Mingge deliberately, and Zhuang Mingge knew this very well, so he thanked him.