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This has provided considerable convenience to Principal Charried.

Soon, he spotted a fairly familiar face and walked briskly over it.

The noise quickly alarmed the little wizard, and the guy spotted the man with his mouth wide open.

"School-Principal!"

The shouts quickly woke the others, and they struggled to their feet, their faces carrying the spell-like effects of all sorts of strange potions, and the light from the dim wands made them feel like they were floating like corpses.

But at this moment, Principal Charried did not panic for a moment, but motioned for the fellows to be quiet - he had his usual smile on his face: "Well, boy, I know it's not all your fault, but who can tell me now—which bastard started it?"

After a moment of hesitation, a teenager began, and their fingers pointed to another room not far away—where the seriously wounded were staying.

The boy closest to the headmaster suddenly felt a murderous aura in the headmaster's body - because in the next moment, the headmaster's face was almost touching him: "Are you sure - who are those guys?

The trembling little wizard told everything he remembered in horror, and was echoed by those around him.

Then, the smiling headmaster they knew was back again - and he even told them not to worry about the emotions of the other students, just to take care of their injuries.

In the midst of the panic of the crowd, their headmaster walked unhurriedly into the badly injured room, and then the door was locked by a magic.

A moment later, roars, the sound of flesh and the wall colliding, and the sound of pleading came from the room.

The intertwined sounds gave the young wizards lying outside a taste of fear—but luckily, it didn't last long.

A quarter of an hour later, their headmaster came out of the room, and behind him were long ropes made of linen, wrapped around four wizards—the ones they had been identified earlier.

If it weren't for the familiarity with them, they wouldn't even recognize these guys with scars on their faces.

The headmaster's tone was cold: "Okay—very good, can you still stand up now?"

There was silence for a long time, and then there was a response the size of a mosquito's voice: "If you work hard, then there is no big problem, sir." ”

"Then what are you waiting for, are you going to die in bed? all the wizards of Ilvermorny stand up for me!"

The headmaster's roar echoed throughout the hospital, and a few minutes later, the tormented fellows struggled to form a line and followed their headmaster out of the hospital's inner chambers, where they were intercepted by a group of professors at the gate.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Charried—though you are their headmaster, I have to tell you that they are not as good as you think, and if you force them out like this, I don't think many of the students will be able to hold on, and they may even pass out halfway there. ”

"So-will you die?" The quick and furious question startled the head nurse who stood in the way, and after making sure that the headmaster was not wrong and that she had heard the description clearly, the head nurse replied hesitantly, "Mr. Headmaster, please don't joke - they are not fatally injured, but if they are unconscious, they are likely to get worse, and a few days away may even require up to a week of treatment." Believe me, this is definitely not alarmist, but judged by the experience I have accumulated over the years I have been in Mahoutokoro. ”

"But, ma'am—since these wounds don't kill them, they must go to-night, for I'm afraid I'll kill them. Without waiting for the head nurse to respond, Principal Charridad strode out with the messy grass behind him.

As the grass ball passed, several professors were frightened—they saw the little wizard caught up in it.

However, the headmaster did not give them a chance to stop him, but walked outside without looking back, his steps were fast, and he did not think about the students behind him in the slightest.

However, none of the scarred little wizards in the back dared to shout a word of complaint, on the contrary, they almost used the fastest way to keep up with the headmaster in front of them.

For a time, the flow of people was like a sea.

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In the camp on the side, the Hogwarts people, who had managed to keep their sleeping place, rested at the moment, and tidied up the tents.

Because of Allen's move, those quick guys have to come with a bitter face at the moment, take out their luggage again and put it away, which is also a helpless way.

However, although the camp was saved, no one dared to make a half-day celebration - at the moment, a bunch of young wizards from Hogwarts were also lying in the hospital, and a group of professors and prefects were also patrolling around with iron faces, for fear that something would happen again.

However, just when the professors were worried, a purple light suddenly lit up in the originally destroyed camp of Ilvermorny, which made the atmosphere extremely tense, and the people in charge of protection immediately raised twelve points of caution to pay attention to the follow-up situation.

Soon, however, word arrived—it was Ilvermorny's emergency assembly signal.

And the person who gave that signal was the current headmaster of Ilvermorny, Charried.

To the visiting wizards, he kindly stated that he would welcome other friends from Hogwarts and Mahoutokoro to visit.

Hearing this, the crowd that had been called up by the professors to pay attention to the vigilance suddenly turned into a long face, but since they all got up, it was better to go and see what kind of medicine was being sold in the gourds - so Alan and the other Hogwarts wizards yawned and went to the area.

As for security - the crazy wizard team in this situation can't be formed, and the other individual sneak attackers, really teach them to eat dry food?

The group came together in greeting, chatting and watching the changes on the field.

Seeing that the people below were almost here, and the people from his own school were estimated to have arrived, the headmaster floated into the air with a loud voice - but his limelight was quickly stolen by a large ball of rope behind him.

"I'm sorry to bother you so late, but there's no way I'm the current headmaster of Ilvermorny going to let a day like this end with such a farce—" He shook his wand, and four panicked-looking guys leaked out.

"As you can see - this is the culprit this time, and unfortunately they are all my students, so I feel compelled to give you an explanation. ”