Ellie Kyle...... Flagre ...... Illie Kyle ......"

That night, it didn't take long for the tired Norlin to fall asleep. However, the lingering murmur echoed in his mind before, and even in his dreams, he could clearly hear the voice as if it were from an ancient call.

Ever since I obtained a copy of the Mystical Codex in the Centaur tribe, those inexplicable whispers hadn't been seen for a long time. Norin thought they would disappear from nowhere, but he didn't expect them to ring again.

In his sleep, Norlin frowned, rolled over and tried to silence the voices.

Durmstrang Castle was so badly damaged during yesterday's battle that a single day for professors and students was not enough to restore the castle to its original state.

Although the presence of magic has made the restoration much easier, not everyone can use the restoration charm to re-embed a stone the size of a table and chair back into the wall. And if you have enough strength, you can't use it a few times, so you have to wait for the magic to recover before continuing to work.

As a result, Norlin had to get up early in the morning to devote himself to the restoration of the castle. With him on board, the speed will be greatly accelerated.

At this time, the house-elves showed their good magical attainments. The fact that they were able to break through the confines of the castle and change their shapes freely showed that their magical prowess was no less powerful than that of adult wizards. Dozens of house-elves came together to help, and the broken stones flew back to the wall one by one, as if they had gone back in time, and the cracks in the wall gradually became complete.

At the decision of the professors, the school was closed for three days, in an effort to restore the damaged part of the castle within three days and to solve the parents' problems during this time.

In fact, after the professors had been brewing for a long time and informing the parents of the deceased, the next day Norlin passed by the conference room and saw many people crowded inside, and the roar could be heard even by Norlin outside.

Norin thought for a moment, pushed the door open and walked in.

The room was silent for a moment. The parents then continued to spit at the professors.

Norlin saw that Professor Brown, Professor Hunter, Professor Mars and others were all standing at the table, their heads bowed slightly, and they still did not say a word despite how the parents bombarded them indiscriminately.

Many parents had red eyes and violent expressions, as if they were about to devour the professors in front of them. There are even some female heads who silently wiped their tears on the side, with sad expressions.

"We believed Durmstrang so much that we sent the kids here, and that's what you did to him?"

"My poor Leslie...... He's only fifteen years old......"

Leslie Noah's parent, the mother of the first student to die in the icicle, choked up, her eyes frighteningly red, apparently the death of her only son had hit her harder than Nolin had imagined.

With a "box", an anxious parent grabbed a glass on the table and threw it against the wall, and the glass shards flew everywhere, one of which scratched Professor Brown's face.

A cut cut in Professor Brown's face, blood slowly oozing out, but he remained silent, silently letting the blood run down his cheek.

He can fully understand the feelings of the parents, not to mention that he is extremely guilty of not protecting the students, so he decided not to resist no matter how bad the parents are.

"Please calm down, I know how you feel about losing a child, and to be honest, we don't want this to happen......"

Professor Mars said dryly, but was immediately interrupted by a parent yelling:

"You know! My son is dead, and our family is broken, do you know? What kind of school is famous for black magic, how can people use black magic to make it look like this, and the vice principal is still an internal ghost? ”

The professors had told the parents the whole story beforehand, and they didn't hide anything except for a vague description of Nolin.

Professor Mars's face was red and white. He is usually a violent temper, where would anyone dare to speak to him like that. But this time, after all, the situation was different, and he could only grit his teeth, look away with an ugly face, and return to silence.

"I'm telling you, Durmstrang has to pay for it. I'm going to publish this in the newspapers and bring you to a discredited ......"

Mu Ran, a middle-aged man in a wizard's robe, said. His expression was a little sluggish, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth, with a chilling chill.

The professors looked at each other with a headache. They expected this to happen, but there was no good remedy, which made them resentful of Riley Norman a little thicker in their hearts.

"The school apologizes for this, and we will do our best to accommodate you no matter what compensation you need......"

Professor Hunter said stubbornly, but after the words were spoken, he didn't know the bottom of his heart, and there was nothing that could compare to a surname.

Sure enough, some parents immediately stared into his eyes and shouted:

"I want my son to come back to life, can I do it? If you can't do it, your school will close down as soon as possible! ”

Professor Hunter was yelled at him and took a step back, pursed his lips, and stopped talking.

The meeting room was tense, but it was quiet for a while, probably because the parents were scolding and had to rest for a while.

"That...... Can you hear me for a few words? ”

Norlin glanced at the conference room and spoke tentatively.

When he entered, everyone in the room saw him, but the parents were too busy criticizing the professors to bother with what a student was doing when he came in. It wasn't until he opened his mouth that his parents said to him:

"Kid, if you're not happy with school, speak up, we'll all call the shots for you! Let's change schools, I heard that Hogwarts in England is very good, a hundred times stronger than this Durmstrand......"

"Sending children to school?" The other matriarch immediately sobbed and continued, "I know that none of these so-called magic schools have a good thing, and that Hogwarts is not much better." It's better to stay in the family and learn the magic of the inheritance, so that my poor child won't die in vain......"

After a pause, Norlin's words caused a new round of scolding.

The professors cast helpless glances at Norlin, and at the same time there was a faint hope, hoping that Norlin would have some way to break the situation.

Norin thought for a moment and said slowly:

"Would you like to see your children again?"

His voice was not loud, but it was like a boulder thrown into the lake, setting off a huge wave.

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