High School of Wicked Magic

85 Exile——

"Exile him!"

I don't know who shouted that, the originally noisy auditorium was instantly silent, just like the tranquility before the storm, Zhuang Mingge just shrank his neck, the tranquility was broken by the ensuing storm in a blink of an eye.

It was like a volcano that was suppressed to the extreme erupted in an instant.

"Let him go, let him go, let him go, let him go, let him go..."

Countless people chanted this slogan and made the final verdict on Rafis. The students' emotions were extremely high, even faintly on the verge of losing control.

Facing the roar of tens of thousands of students, even the deputy dean Keinsheer couldn't help but change his face.

Shouts to exile him shattered the sky and toppled the dome of the Great Hall.

The sound wave was like a huge tsunami, wave after wave, echoing endlessly in the void of the auditorium.

Zhuang Mingge looked in horror at the extremely crazy auditorium. Most of the students were infected and shouted the slogan of banishing him. At this moment, their rationality seemed to have been burned out, and there was only anger, fear, and madness.

Zhuang Mingge had to cover his ears and open his mouth wide to resist such terrifying noise.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!

A series of muffled sounds echoed in the void, finally suppressing all the voices. Even though they were too upset, under this strange magic, the chaotic auditorium gradually returned to silence.

Zhuang Mingge put down his hands covering his ears, and heard Xi'an's wry smile.

"Even a magician, under the control of fear, is no different from ordinary humans. Is this human?"

As he spoke, he sighed, of course he was reading.

"It seems that Raphael's situation is not good."

"It's not that it's bad, it's that it's extremely bad. Warfit, our student council president accurately grasped the fear of magicians and created a situation that is most beneficial to us."

Sion looked at the pale Raphas with pity, "If Raphas can't survive this time, this life will be over. Exile is an irreparable felony for any magician."

Zhuang Mingge couldn't help nodding his head in agreement.

Exile does not mean expelling Rafis from Saint Laurent's private magic academy, but sealing his magic power so that he can no longer use any magic in this life, exile from the magic world, and become an ordinary person.

For any magician, this is definitely an unimaginable punishment.

Just like a billionaire was deprived of his property in an instant and turned into a beggar, the gap between the two is enough to make a resolute person collapse.

Among the magicians exiled in history, there are a few who started well and ended well.

No, none at all.

For a student, exile is an unimaginable trial, depriving him of his future and present. From a high-ranking magician to an ordinary person, the meaning of life will be subverted in an instant.

"Be quiet, be quiet for me."

The voice of vice-principal Keinsheer echoed in the void and clearly reached the ears of every student. By now, things had gotten out of hand, and he had to stand up.

"Warfett Vincent." He slowly stood up from his seat and looked at the student council president who smiled lightly, "Can you be sure that the soul of the young man lying down there is really polluted by ghosts? "

"Yes, I'm sure!" The student council president replied affirmatively.

"Tsk, you really know how to talk." Sion whistled involuntarily.

Crash... Keinsheer suddenly took a step forward, his body turned into waterlines strangely, walked off the high platform, regrouped in front of Ritter's stretcher, and transformed from waterlines into a man.

He squatted down to investigate for a while, and his every move immediately affected the minds of tens of thousands of students, and their gazes involuntarily focused on him.

Suddenly, Keinchel frowned slightly, as if he had encountered something tricky, the huge magic power instantly retreated from Rhett's body and returned to his own body.

"It's indeed a ghost, don't be careless, you should immediately send him to the infirmary and isolate him... No, I'll go in person."

Seemingly uneasy, Keinshell retracted his words, picked up the unconscious Reiter, and walked forward a few steps. His body gradually became transparent, and the surrounding space distorted and disappeared into the circular square.

In short, the existence of the underworld was confirmed, which made things even more serious. The topic of being exiled just now was brought up again, and the originally quiet scene seemed to have a tendency to get out of control again.

Every student's gaze became strange, it was a collection of expressions of fear, resentment, anger...etc.

Things turned around faster than Rafis imagined, and he was completely isolated.

No, maybe there is another person who has the same disease as him.

Sagawa Shintake.

Standing in the circular square, the two of them endured the angry gazes of countless students. They were cursed, resented, and stung by sharp blade-like gazes. Even if they were cut to death by these terrifying gazes, Nothing strange.

"Rafis, do you have anything else to say now?" On the high platform, the teaching director Sultan Uris asked seriously.

"I have never learned necromancy, let alone harm members of the League." Raphas forced himself to calm down, trying to prove his innocence with words.

Director Sudan shook his head and said, "Mere words are not enough to clear your innocence. Please show evidence that you have not learned necromancer magic."

Rafis frowned and said: "Director, our alliance does not study necromancy, nor does it study any dangerous and evil magic. Rhett is indeed a member of our alliance, but this does not mean that the soul in his body Being polluted by ghosts is what our alliance will do, everything Warfit said just now is just his assumption, he has no evidence to prove that we study necromancy."

"Even now, you still argue for yourself, I have to praise your cunning, Rafis."

Our Warfit Student Council President, who has the absolute upper hand, seems to have a plan in mind, and he didn't feel any displeasure or embarrassment because of Raphael's words. He looked down at Raphael with a faint smile, "In fact, I Tired of your cunning and sophistry, I will give you proof now."

Then, a person appeared in the circular square.

When Zhuang Mingge saw the man who appeared, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his pupils shrank several times in an instant, "Hey, hey, what's going on, Xi'an, why did this guy appear here."

Sion also looked at the appearance with a look of surprise, and walked to Warfit, a man who looked like a subordinate, said with a wry smile: "Sarah, I don't know either."

In fact, it was not only Sion and Zhuang Mingge who were extremely surprised, even Rafis couldn't help but widen his eyes, staring at the man who appeared in disbelief, and couldn't help but growl.

"What on earth does that mean, Sith!"

The appearance of Sith, the vice president of the Half-Blood Alliance and the right-hand man of the president Rafis, undoubtedly brought the matter to the final stage.

"Sith, announce the results of your investigation to everyone." Warfit said in an orderly tone.

"Yes, President, I followed your order and sneaked into the Half-Blood Alliance. After several months of investigation, I did find a group of half-bloods headed by Raphas in the Alliance. They used the name of uniting the half-bloods of Saint Laurent's private magic academy as a cover. In fact, Rhett is one of their victims when studying dangerous taboo magic such as necromancy."

"What's worse is that many originally unknown mixed-races joined the League and after knowing the true purpose of the League, instead of stopping it, they fanatically joined it and studied necromancy together, which shocked me even more. They It is completely unheard of to make such a judgment for one's own selfishness in total disregard of the interests of the public, so I have no choice but to ask the president to disband the League."

Rafis was already crazy, he didn't expect that his left and right hands would betray him so ruthlessly, and Zi Wu deserved to give himself, the League, and all the half-breeds such a big scapegoat.

"Sith, Sith, you bastard, you half-breed traitor, you..."

Boom!

The well-documented Warfit attacked here, but this time no one stopped him, and he successfully injured Raphael.

As if being hit head-on by a high-speed train, Rafis shot backwards like a cannonball, and a mouthful of dark red blood spread out in mid-air like splashed ink, making everyone jealous.

"Raphace, I, Warfit Vincent, arrest you as the president of the student council. For your own strength, you have disregarded the interests of the academy to study the terrible necromancer magic, but you cannot escape the judgment of fate, Raphace , I will seal your magic power right now and put you in a confinement room, we will discuss your punishment later to come up with a result, before that, you just struggled like an ugly ants on the ground to your heart's content."

Holding high the banner of victory and justice, Warfit walked towards Rafis, the sun-like magic power erupted from his body, his lips moved slightly, as if he was chanting a mantra.

"It's over, Raphael."

Xi'an said lightly, with no expression on his face. No one knew what was going on in his heart. Zhuang Mingge looked at him a few times, but he didn't find gloating or sympathy.

He sat quietly, watching coldly, as if everything was a farce, and he was the one who was sober while everyone else was drunk.

Strange rays of light spread from under Warfit's feet, forming a magic circle with a geometric pattern, enveloping Raphais and Warfit in all directions, shining smoothly in all directions, like a huge luminous body, illuminating all faces.

In the end, all the rays of light penetrated into Rafis' body, and a geometric magic circle emerged between his brows. His magic power was sealed in an instant, and he became an ordinary person from then on.

The dispute between the Half-Blood League and the Student Union has finally come to an end from now on.

Under the pressure of the old student union, the newborn mixed-blood alliance ceased to exist.