Thou, squatting at home in confusion. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoDon't blame yourself too much... It's the fault of the world that you don't want to work hard, it's the fault of the environment that you're bad, and it's the fault of your genes to be ugly. Don't blame yourself, just pass the blame on others ...

Ahem, I'm sorry, I got the wrong line book.

But there's nothing wrong with that, anyway, all Alan wants is a spring of fresh water to wash the other party's face - of course, it's not his fault that the water is too large, is it?

With the light of the magic circle, a group of young wizards who tried to shout for Eren to go out to avoid saw the scene from the magic circle under Allen's body that seemed to be the scene of thousands of wizards using the Clear Water Spring Spell at the same time - the rushing water rushed out of the magic circle on the ground like a wild horse, and rolled towards the direction pointed by Allen's wand without a pause.

Due to the rapid flow of the water, and the appearance of the water was quite sudden, therefore, the melon-eating crowd who had been in a circle unfortunately became the first victims, and the rushing water directly swept them in, if it were not for the people around them to quickly pull them out with magic, maybe they would have become one of the victims in this riot - or the kind that was injured by friendly soldiers.

However, after being pulled out, several people were not angry - after all, Alan restrained the magic in the water, and they were just bathed.

"Tsk, come on, Alan, there's plenty of water, wash those guys!"

"It's, it's just, those guys are crazy - I don't think they're going to wake up this time!"

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he quickly rummaged through his luggage, then took out a bottle of potion that made people sick when he looked at it, unscrewed the cap of the bottle and added the contents into the water - "Haha, this is the first time I have successfully refined a pus-filled potion that I have treasured for a long time, I want to give those guys something beautiful!"

His explanation was nodded and praised by everyone - everyone was having fun in the middle of the night and was suddenly called over to pack their things, who could be in a better mood?

It's a bit of a waste to see such a clear water source rushing over like this now, and it's really unreasonable not to add some ingredients to him.

Potions class is a compulsory course at Hogwarts, and the guys who can make potions on their own are naturally gone - for the finished products that have been worked so hard to make, most people will choose a few commemorative bottles to keep.

Naturally, in the process of cleaning up just now, these potion treasures were naturally turned out, and with the blessing of the anger in the heart, these potions with precious memories were directly rolled in with a nice pouring sound.

All sorts of strange potions collided and reacted quickly in the stream of water that Eren had summoned—a change that even the most savvy potions master could not guess, and as the crowd cheered, more and more potions were poured into the water, producing even more strange changes.

Allen, who was maintaining the flow of water on the side, wanted to take out a hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead at this moment--what are these bear children messing around? This wave of potions is definitely a lethal weapon-level thing, what is he working so hard to collect his magic power for a long time? Isn't it to try not to hurt people and give the other party an excuse to withhold his money? Although it is very cool to do this, isn't it a failure?

However, at this time, a local professor who was in charge of assisting rushed over at this moment - he originally intended to prevent a little wizard from being injured, but it turned out that such a group of people had actually gathered here and did not leave, isn't this a frightening nonsense?

"Listen to me, the headmasters, they've taken the time to get the capable professors to make a paralyzing potion quickly, and the riot will soon be quelled. You must abandon this dangerous camp for now, or else—"

The professor, who was running quickly, saw the water that Eren had summoned and the little wizards who were adding all kinds of spices to it as if they were celebrating a holiday, and then he was stunned.

The crowd of people who were reveling on the side also stopped - although it was very pleasant to do, but it was obviously against the school rules, and they were not breaking the siege.

"Oh-kids, why didn't you say such a good solution sooner?" the professor smiled wickedly, and pulled out a large bottle of potion, "This is a potion that has been made, it was supposed to be used urgently to prevent them from destroying those ancient buildings, but now-"

His hand loosened suddenly, and the bottle fell into the water: "Ahem, because the other party came in too much of a hurry, the water we summoned was not very involved in a large amount of untaken potions-this is a sad story, but I think the principals can understand it." ”

"Eun, yes, it must be like this--my poor hemorrhoid medicine that I didn't take with me!" said one of the classmates, and the bottle in the hand of one of the classmates fell into the water.

With Elan's mana almost exhausted, the initial flow of water was far away from the marchers over there, but it didn't have an immediate effect - the guys reacted quickly and used their magic to temporarily stop the first wave of attacks.

However, Alan did not look at the results, but walked quickly in front of the professor.

"Ahem, dear professor—do you lack glory?"

The professor hesitated.

Alan shouted in a voice that everyone could hear: "By the way, who did what happened just now - it was this heroic professor who led a group of us students to stop us at the most critical time, right?"

The people at the bottom looked confused, didn't you do it Allen?

But someone had already reacted: "Of course it's not a big deal—the professor generously invited a group of us to drink, well, I mean wheatgrass juice." He remembered what the consequences were today, and quickly changed his words.

At this time, the people at the bottom also woke up -- what happened just now was very excessive, although this professor made a package ticket, but no one could guarantee it, but wouldn't it be good to pull him into the water? This matter is not a pot for this professor, but an honor -- the glory of being able to solve problems in campus emergencies.

So, there was a "yes, that's right." "Oh, of course, it's not a big deal!" and so on.

Most of the remaining people are more familiar with Allen - but those who like to go against each other have already withdrawn at this moment, where will they go crazy with them and wait for the magic change released by Allen?

So, the professor was moved.

This kind of operation seems to be too perfect - it is a sure thing to solve the problem at this time, and establish the image of Mahoutokoro as a professor, as for the group of rioters below, they can be easily suppressed even if they are affected by the impact of potions, he is a native, and a group of troublemakers are victims of Mahoutokoro's positive image, and the headmaster is absolutely supportive of him to the end.

"Is it really possible?" the professor asked carefully.