It’s getting harder and harder to be a villain these days

Vickrey filled his eyes with magic power and looked at the magic gem again.

"Buzz buzz!"

The huge torrent of magic emitted by the 150 wizards made Weekley feel dizzy...

Everyone is trying their best to interfere with his magic.

But after another five minutes, the wizards began to be unable to hold on any longer. Their eyes were wide open with anger, their eyes were bloodshot, some were drooling, some had nosebleeds, and some even started to fart...

Vickrey's mage's hand reflected their magic interference one by one.

Just when he was hesitating whether to stop the game.

"Crash!"

The magic gems in the third row on the right suddenly trembled, causing the wizards to roar.

Vickrey looked at the magic source connected to the magic gem.

Sure enough, it was Olivia. She was lowering her head and panting slightly.

"Thank you for your hard work, Olivia, you are No. 1."

Olivia didn't answer, just nodded and began to practice with her eyes closed.

About another 3 minutes passed.

The second magic gem trembled violently, even more intensely than the previous one.

"No. 2, Sophie."

Last week's last place suddenly rose to No. 2? !

The wizards all looked at him in surprise.

"call!"

Sophie, whose face turned dark, was breathing heavily. Although her nose was still bleeding, she still looked at Olivia proudly.

Olivia ignored her and just clenched her fist silently.

"Is there no next one?"

Vickery was a little confused. He didn't expect it to be so difficult.

Judging from the pale faces and painful groans of the wizards in the audience, they really tried their best.

I seem to have set the difficulty setting wrong...

Even compared to the elite wizards taught by the Imperial Royal Academy, one of the best in the entire continent, his strength is exceptional...

"Okay, everyone, please stop."

After realizing his mistake, Weekly immediately put away the magician's hand, and the wizards who were working hard suddenly fell on the table like zombies.

“…”

Vickery tried to open his mouth to say something, but the scenery in the classroom was too 'spectacular'.

Not to mention the drool and nosebleeds everywhere, there is also a strange smell in the air...

Suddenly, he felt dizzy and even felt nauseous.

"vomit."

A sound of retching made the atmosphere in the classroom even heavier.

But no matter what, Weekley really doesn’t want to stay here anymore.

"Take a break for now. Call me after you finish cleaning."

Chapter 50 Feeling?It's like pushing a magic train with your bare hands

Following Vickrey's "angry departure," the classroom was silent for a while.

These wizards who relied on their extraordinary talents felt an insurmountable wall today.

The magic power of Vickrey is so huge that even the hands of the mage are as unshakable as steel...

You must know that the magic hand of the mage is easy to learn, but it is extremely picky about the adaptability of magic. The actual power will be very subtle depending on the person, and it is a fairly niche magic.

If a mage's hands can be trained to such a level, then what level will Professor Vickery have in other magics...

The wizards didn't dare to imagine that scene, they just sighed silently in their hearts.

As expected of a chief professor, his strength is indeed unfathomable. Will he reach the same height in the future...

The dull atmosphere lasted for about 3 minutes.

"Oh, what a pity."

No one sighed first and broke the silence.

"He will bully us C-level wizards. What does this mean?"

"Wow, but the professor actually bought 150 magic gems in one go. He is really rich."

"What's the matter? I heard that Professor Wakely spent 1000 million Galleons at a Bangor auction."

"1000 million Galleons!?"

For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the classroom.

"..."

"Well, I thought I was going to die suddenly. Sophie, how did you do that just now?"

Judy, who was almost fainting from exhaustion, asked tremblingly to Sophie next to her.

"Unknowingly..."

Sophie said calmly, she didn't want her friends to know that she was so interested in Vickrey's class.

However, despite her seemingly helpless look now, Sophie was actually very happy at that time.

It is no exaggeration to say that this sense of accomplishment is almost the same as when she passed the college's entrance exam.

For 30 minutes, she kept

No longer trying to break through Vickrey's magic, he finally succeeded in the last few seconds.

"Just tell me how it feels."

"Does it feel like it? It's like pushing a magic train with your bare hands..."

Sophie thought for a while and replied.

Vickrey's magic power was very powerful, and when Sophie fought against the mage's hand, she could clearly feel that the purity of his magic power was also frighteningly high.

Just making the magic gem tremble a few times was her limit, and it was almost impossible to completely take away control.

"Huh? Is this too difficult? All we can do is get crushed." Judy complained.

Sophie shook her head.

"...Not entirely. I really want to know some tips."

"Huh? Really?"

"Just guessing."

As soon as these words came out, not only Judy, but also many people around her pricked up their ears. The two wizards in front of Sophie even turned around.

"How to say?"

"Well... when I tried to break through Vickrey's magic, I vaguely felt that it was only the hand of an intermediate mage, and the magic construction was far less perfect than the hands of a high-level mage, so I..."

Although Sophie knew that Wakeley could not master the hands of a high-level mage, she still believed in her intuition, did not give up, and kept trying until she succeeded...

"You tampered with Weekly's magic construct?!"

"more or less."

Sophie did not choose to go head-to-head with Weekly, but randomly added some magic spells to the construction of the intermediate mage's hand to achieve the effect of disrupting the magic.

In other words, those unfamiliar spells short-circuited Vickrey's magic.

It's a very risky method. The prerequisite for writing the spell is to analyze the magic power of Vickrey. It's difficult. It's not easy...

But Sophie did it, and achieved results that were almost the same as Olivia's.

The proof is the magic gem worth 3000 galleons in her hand.

Although they only trembled a few times, Weekly still gave the two magic gems to them as prizes.

"Wow, that's amazing. You really did that?"

Sophie nodded.

"I can't tell you the specific details, but no matter what, this method is definitely the right one."

Suddenly, the eyes of the people around him lit up. To the wizard, the details were not important, only the method was what they wanted.

The last one can do it, so why can’t I?

There is no doubt that Vickery's teaching was very successful.

As long as they follow the path planned by Weekly, their qualities, knowledge, and skills as wizards will quickly improve.

"..."

On a rare occasion, even Olivia glanced at Sophie.

Recently, she heard a strange rumor.

Some people said that Sophie, who came last in the exam last week, received one-on-one tutoring from Vickrey that night... Some professors even witnessed the fact that Vickrey left the college at midnight that night.

Olivia didn't believe this ridiculous thing at first, but if that rumor was false, how could she explain Sophie's rapid progress today?

absolute!

Vickery definitely gave Sophie private tutoring!Otherwise, how could she progress so quickly!

Olivia slowly closed her eyes and stopped looking at Sophie, but she still couldn't suppress the dissatisfaction in her heart.

She is obviously No. 1, why should she give the reward to the last one?

An inexplicable emotion surged in Olivia's heart. This was the first time she had felt this way...

At this time, an annoying cry suddenly sounded in my ears.

"Hey! Why don't you clean up!"

The male wizard Mavis, who was sitting next to Olivia, was imitating Wakely's tone.

"Hurry up and clean up!"

While observing Olivia's expression, he gave orders to the civilian wizards, including Sophie.

"Didn't we clear our seats?" Judy asked doubtfully.

"The trash cans behind me have to be cleaned out too! Don't you know that Professor Weekly has mysophobia!"

In principle, there is no distinction between status in the academy, but he unabashedly despises civilians.

Sophie frowned.

"Isn't it enough just to close the lid of the trash can? If you really care so much, can't you do it yourself?"

"What?! Who do you think you are talking to! I think you are..."

However, as he said so, the classroom door opened and Mavis hurriedly sat down.

Weekly looked at Mavis, who was still making a loud noise just now.

"..."

To be precise, he looked at Mavis's nose, which had not yet been wiped clean of the nosebleeds, and could even faintly see a few nose hairs.

"Yes, I'm sorry Professor, I will never do that again."

Mabius was frightened and quickly stood up to apologize...

"...Sit to the back for me."

"Yes!"

Mabius walked to the back seat tremblingly, feeling very regretful that he had left a bad impression on Professor Weekly because of such a thing.