High School of Wicked Magic

80 The start of the storm——

When the man looked at Zhuang Mingge with strange eyes, Zhuang Mingge's heart tightened, did he say something wrong?

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The man didn't notice Zhuang Mingge's small movements, "I said, what happened to you today, you usually don't care about such things."

Zhuang Mingge couldn't help punching out. In addition to practicing military boxing, he also practiced Bajiquan when he was a child. All this was to resist Chu Qingsi's high-pressure policy, but then he was sure that Chu Qingsi was not at all After the monsters that humans can match, they gave up this naive idea.

At least in Zhuang Mingge's more than ten years of career, he has never seen a woman who can punch a street lamp made of steel on the street into an S shape.

Speaking of which, how can one punch be punched into an S shape? Is that woman a humanoid tyrannosaurus?

Later, Chu Qingsi's grandfather told him that if it is simply judged by warriors, there are very few warriors in this world who can match Chu Qingsi.

While talking, he laughed heartily, "Speaking of which, my idea at the beginning was just to make her healthy. Who knew that she seemed to have extraordinary talent in martial arts."

This kind of talent is terrible, she is only about 20 years old, is she going against the sky?

In any case, although he gave up the idea of ​​rivaling Chu Qingsi in martial arts, the essence of Bajiquan has penetrated into Zhuang Mingge's soul. Knocking this guy out is no problem.

He said vaguely: "It's nothing, nothing, just a little curious." At the same time, he tensed all the muscles in his body, ready to knock him unconscious immediately when the other party noticed something.

But what made Zhuang Mingge happy was that the other party didn't notice his difference, and simply thought that Zhuang Mingge just couldn't help his curiosity and asked.

"Um, it's not an important thing, just... Forget it, it's not convenient for me to say it, so you don't need to ask." He responded vaguely.

Zhuang Mingge heaved a sigh of relief, but a smile of unknown meaning appeared on his face, "I'm getting more and more curious after you say that."

The man seemed a little impatient with Zhuang Mingge's constant pestering, but he was too embarrassed to reprimand him, so he could only change the subject, "By the way, why hasn't that guy come out yet."

He was naturally referring to Sion who had been in for a long time, although in his eyes, the other party was not Sion, but another person.

Zhuang Mingge secretly hated himself for pushing too fast, causing the other party to change the subject, so he replied vaguely: "Diarrhea, it takes a little time, you understand."

"But it's been too long, no, I'll go in and have a look." As he spoke, he stepped up and walked inside, leaving Zhuang Mingge behind.

"Well, when you meet him, help me tell him to come out earlier." Zhuang Mingge shot decisively as he said this, his body was ejected like a cannonball, and he caught up with the man with a whiz, his right hand was like a knife, and he slammed fiercely To the man's neck.

The force was neither light nor heavy, the man rolled his eyes and passed out directly.

Zhuang Mingge let out a sigh of relief, and cast a sleeping spell on the man, which was double insurance.

After doing all this, he quietly dragged the man into the woods.

After about 10 minutes, Xi'an finally came out of the confinement room. Zhuang Mingge looked up and saw the other party making an OK gesture.

"How is it? Is there anything wrong?" Sion asked in a low voice.

"A man came back just now, and I knocked him out..." Zhuang Mingge briefly recounted what happened just now, and asked, "What should we do now?"

"Look at me." Xi'an smiled confidently.

Memory modification is not some profound magic. In fact, this magic is very common and commonly used.

Many magicians walk in the ordinary world, and they like to put on a coat, such as teachers, engineers, white-collar workers, musicians...

Occasionally, for various reasons, their identities will be revealed, or they will be accidentally seen by ordinary people when using magic.

At this time, there are generally two options.

The first option is to draw this ordinary person who sees magic into the magic world. In fact, many lucky people entered the magic world because of this reason, and worked hard to learn magic and become a member of the magic world.

Some even became legends in the wizarding world.

The second method is to modify the memory of these people and let them install a false memory.

What Sion is using now is the second method.

According to Zhuang Mingge's request, he modified the memory of the other party. Since he came here, he changed the fact that he saw Zhuang Mingge alone into seeing two people standing guard here.

After the modification, Xi'an snapped his fingers lightly.

The other party immediately woke up from the semi-consciousness.

"Hey, what are you waiting for, go in!" Zhuang Mingge said immediately.

False memories started to activate. In the man's memory, he rushed all the way here and met two successive guards. He wanted to go in and get back his own things, and one of them said, "Hey, what are you waiting for? , go in!"

"Well, wait for me, I'll be right back." The man nodded, opened the door casually and walked in.

When the door made a muffled sound and closed tightly, the two of them immediately took action.

They came to the woods, changed back their clothes, and modified the memories of the two unlucky ones they attacked, and put them at the door of the confinement room.

Ten seconds later, the two woke up immediately, and the false memory was activated.

Because the memory was modified, the two didn't notice anything wrong, and started chatting as usual. At this time, Zhuang Mingge and Xi'an, who were hiding far away, couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief after seeing this scene, smiled at each other, turned and left here.

"How are things going?" Zhuang Mingge asked with a smile on the way back to the dormitory.

"It went well." Sion raised his hands above his head and stretched his waist. "Not long after I entered, I found Masao Sagawa. This guy was sleeping. I cast a spell to make him fall asleep, and poured all the potion of truth into it." In his mouth, that guy will never tell a lie in the next day."

"That way, the matter is settled."

Sion's head was getting more and more serious, "It's still the last step, but it's almost too soon. Tomorrow, I will ask Rafis to question Sagawa Shintake face to face. Once the other party tells the truth, the crisis of the League will naturally be resolved."

"I hope the matter will end smoothly like this, and there will be no accidents, or I will go crazy." Recalling what happened today, Zhuang Mingge sighed.

"Agreed." Xion agreed.

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The next day, Rafis received a reminder from Sion and immediately started to fight back.

He is not a stupid person. On the contrary, Raphas angrily brought in all the mixed-race people in the school. In the name of "rectifying the name of the League", he spent a whole morning, and all the students in the school knew about it. thing.

"I absolutely cannot disband the League under the slander of the other party!"

He shouted such slogans, and in order to attract more people, he also shouted slogans such as "This is discrimination against mixed-race children, and I absolutely cannot accept it."

Zhuang Mingge found that almost everyone around him was discussing this matter.

"Slander, hmph, there's nothing a lowly half-breed can do." This was the pure-blood's reaction after hearing this.

The reaction of the mixed race was even more intense, "This is slander and oppression, we will never allow it!"

In short, things were very noisy, and a very strong storm was created.

"I demand to confront Sagawa Shintake!"

When Rafis saw that the timing was almost the same, he expressed his request.

Originally, he hoped that the storm would be bigger, but the potion of truth was only effective for one day, so he had to deal with it quickly.

With the joint efforts of several mixed-race teachers, Rafis' request was quickly granted. The time was around three o'clock this afternoon, and the venue was the auditorium of the Saint Laurent Private School of Magic.

The Great Hall is likewise an old building, almost as old as the College.

The auditorium has existed since the establishment of the college.

At that time, the auditorium could accommodate more than 1 students. Later, Saint Laurent Private School of Magic gradually grew, and the number of students gradually increased, making the auditorium a bit crowded.

The last few magicians teamed up to arrange a space superimposed magic, which instantly increased the space inside the auditorium by about dozens of times.

The space inside the auditorium is huge, with countless seats floating, layer upon layer like stairs.The sky does not touch the world, the scenery is very unique.

All the seats surround a circular grandstand, which is also very uniquely arranged.

In the center is a circular square of several hundred meters, surrounded by a wide circular garden, and outside the circular garden there is a circular track with various uses.

At half past two in the afternoon, Zhuang Mingge entered the auditorium.

At the entrance of the auditorium, there are many hexagonal floors suspended in mid-air. Once someone steps on it, they will move immediately. Under artificial control, find a place where no one is sitting.

Then there will be a steady stream of new hexagonal floors floating up from below to replace the empty space just now.

Although it only lasted one morning, the matter of Raphais's request for a confrontation was a big one. There were no less than tens of thousands of students who arrived at the auditorium at this time, most of them were pure-blood, and the number of mixed-race students was less.

Zhuang Mingge and Xi'an came in at the same time, and all the seats near the circular square had been occupied, so they had to find a seat near the circular pattern to sit down.

As time passed, more and more students entered the auditorium.

The empty auditorium was gradually filled up, and there were huge crowds of people around. The football field and the arena were so weak compared to the number of people here.

Zhuang Mingge could see countless figures when he looked up, and the same was true when he lowered his head.

Left and right are people, people, people.

Countless people, huge numbers of people, people everywhere.

One piece after another is black and dense, undulating like a tide. At a glance, even the end of the field of vision is full of people.

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