"I don't know what the story is, I don't know if Principal Brooke has seen it before?" At first, Wood thought it would be a small story, but when he saw the middle, he realized that it was not a story, but more like a man's broken narrative, that is, an intermittent narrative. If it weren't for the person in question, you wouldn't know what these words mean at all.

A whole sheet of paper, all of which are narrated like this, not a single sentence is continuous.

"What's the relationship with this Principal Brooke?" asked Long Long puzzled, since he couldn't understand it, why did Wood mention Principal Brooke.

"Because I don't know where Principal Brooke's name is mentioned, but I don't know what happened at the time, I don't know what those words mean. Wood said weakly, feeling even more confused now.

Wood turned to the sixth page, and since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't understand, so he didn't think about it anymore. The book looks thick, but the sixth page is already the last page, and the last page is a hand-drawn figure drawing by Phyllis, and Wood remembers what they saw in the book as Phyllis was younger. So Wood recognized at a glance that the handsome man in the portrait was Phyllis himself, and yes, beside him stood a very elegant woman with a small baby in her arms.

The baby looked very cute, and when she saw Wood staring at her, she smiled sweetly at Wood.

"This is supposed to be Magician Phyllis's family, this is his wife, and this baby is his daughter, Lilia. "Wood seemed to be talking to Long Long, and it was like talking to himself.

Lilia's eyes are very beautiful, and her blue eyes seem to be able to speak.

The appearance of these three men was deeply imprinted in Wood's mind, and he will never forget it, because this is what the family he longed for was like. Warm and happy.

Wood knew what happened to Lilia, so when Wood saw the painting, he felt sorry for it. A happy family falls apart, and a family that should be respected has to endure the spurning of others after leaving.

"What are you doing here?" Wood was pondering, but Professor Shivara's voice suddenly came from behind him, and the dragon was so frightened that he quickly hid in Wood's pocket to prevent Professor Shivara from discovering its existence.

"I ...... I just can't sleep, I want to come out and breathe. Wood replied quickly, and tightened his clothes.

"Who were you talking to?" Professor Shivara's face didn't look very friendly, Professor Shivala's attitude towards Wood had plummeted lately, but Wood didn't understand what was going on.

"I was talking to myself, there's no one else here. Wood answered Professor Shivala's question very naturally, his eyes meeting the other. If Professor Shivala is targeting him everywhere, why should he avoid him everywhere.

"Yes, but I heard two voices distinctly. Professor Shivara didn't believe what Wood was saying, and his gaze wandered around Wood, his gaze radiating a striking indifference.

"Professor Shivara, can't you be nicer to us Wood, why do you want to target him everywhere?" Under the coercion of Professor Shivara's close quarters, Moongrass suddenly jumped on Wood's shoulder and said angrily.

"You were the voice that spoke to Wood just now?" asked Professor Shivara, questioningly.

"yes, did you see anyone else?" retorted Moon Star Grass, not afraid of this cold and serious professor.

"You'd better go back to your dorm and sleep now. Professor Shivala said with displeasure when he saw that he had not gained anything.

"If it weren't for your sudden appearance, I think I would have gone back to my dorm room and fallen asleep by now. Wood choked back, which made Yuexingcao very happy and gave Wood a big hug.

Professor Shivala walked away as if he hadn't seen it.

The disappearance of Mesevol made Wood a little worried, if things were really as Mark said, those people were coming for him, then Mesevo was killed by himself. If his parents had known, even if he had done what Professor Shivara had said, he would not have been able to enter the wizarding world, let alone have the opportunity to go to school there.

Wood silently prayed in his heart, hoping that Headmaster Brooke would find Mesevo, so that even if he had no choice, he could at least go to the wizarding world.

The shadow of Messevo's disappearance has always hung over the hearts of these students, who have lived happily ever since. Although they all lay in bed in a regular manner, they were almost always awake, and few of them could sleep as heartless as Mante.

Hearing that Wood was back, Mead carefully tugged at Larwood's clothes.

"You haven't slept yet, have you?" Wood looked into Meade's refreshed eyes, and he looked like he didn't feel sleepy.

"Didn't you sleep too, what did you just do, is there anyone outside?" Mead asked in a low voice, he had seen Wood go out just now, and he wanted to go out with him, but he didn't muster up the courage in the end.

"Now that Professor Shivara is guarding outside, we're safe, don't worry. Wood said soothingly, knowing that Mead was frightened by Mesevo's affairs, why wasn't he worried.

"Then I'm relieved, I saw you go out just now, I'm really worried to death. You'll have to listen to Headmaster Brooke, you can't go anywhere tonight. Mead said worriedly, and Wood was very moved when he heard Mead's words.

"Hmm. Wood was lying on his bed, but he couldn't sleep, and Rofoko and Ghost Horse naturally saw Wood go out, but they just watched indifferently.

In the same way, the girls' dormitories are also unslept, they don't want to be like the boys, they are preoccupied, and the girls gather around and discuss what might happen next.

Suri and Pekney live in the same dormitory, and they gather around to listen to Pekney's account of what happened to her brother in the illusion.

It's not like Pekney is showing everyone how good his brother is, it's that they don't dare sleep. In order not to make them think too much and make themselves more afraid, Pekney will give them interesting things about his brother.

Hearing what Perkney had done with her brother, those little girls all admired her one by one, wishing that they could have a brother like Wells.