Click.

Bergman stopped laughing eerily as if his lungs were about to explode.

His neck was unusually twisted, as if it was about to fall from his neck at any moment. The corners of his mouth still maintain that smile, as if he had obtained a treasure, and he couldn't help but want to be appreciated by the people around him.

And the blood on his clenched eyes, which had frozen at this time, was no longer soft.

Bergman stared at the wizard around him with his other remaining gray, misty eyes.

- The eyes seemed hollow and godless to others, as if they had lost themselves.

"Bergman ......"

Maier, who was in close proximity, couldn't help but gasp and almost fell to the ground, but was held up in time by Mr. Krum on the side.

"Curses? Curse? Teach him, what exactly did he do? ”

Although Mr. Joyce hated the arrogant Bergman, and sometimes even wanted to give him an Arvada, he never really wanted Joyce to die. I never thought it would be like this.

Professor Malfoy, what the hell did he do?

In just a few seconds, Bergman became like this?

"It's black magic."

Although Mr. Krum also has some hairy feelings, anyone who encounters such an unreasonable situation will probably be alarmed.

But Mr. Krum didn't know if it was because of the strange experience he had last night, or if he was bold and steady enough to maintain his sanity in the face of this sudden situation.

Professor Malfoy is Durmstran's new professor of dark arts, and if he can be hired by the school, Professor Malfoy's attainments in dark arts will definitely not be worse than the previous professor of dark arts.

But...... This also ......

"But Professor Malfoy, Professor Malfoy, he didn't use a wand......"

Mel couldn't help but growl.

"Don't talk about wands, spells, Krum, did you hear them?"

Just one photo?

That's outrageous, isn't it?!

The two of them were the only ones who had come into close contact with Professor Malfoy and Bergman, and only the two of them knew how quickly things were going and how quickly they were over.

Mel couldn't believe that a wizard, or the wizard he had just almost him, was now like this?

"Let's go, let's go!"

At this time, the student had already notified the professor who was still in the cafeteria.

The first person to receive a panic from the students who ran over to tell him that "there is a wizard crazy" was Carlos Merino, a transfiguration professor in his thirties, wearing a black tracksuit.

Passing through the crowd, Professor Merino held his wand, and as soon as he arrived at the scene, he saw Bergman, who was still standing, suddenly flutter and kneel on his legs on the bright red snow.

His left hand drooped weakly, his eyeballs had dimmed, his head was pulled, and his hollow eyes stared blankly at every wizard around him.

"Mr. Bergman." Standing not far from Bergman and the other two wizards, Professor Merino frowned, his wand raised.

"What's going on here?"

There were a lot of little wizards around chattering and noisy, but what they said was of no use to Professor Merino.

He was about to walk over to see what was going on, when he saw Bergman's neck twist suddenly.

Professor Merino's wand flickered as he motioned for the two closest students to Bergman to stay away.

"Mr. Joyce, Mr. Krum."

Bergman's Adam's apple moved slightly, and the pure British accent made Mel suddenly grasp Wickdore's arm beside him.

"Fraud, fraud?"

"It's not."

People are not dead, where did the corpse come from?

Victor pulled Maier back and heard Bergman continue:

"It's almost class time, so I guess it's a bit too late for the first class, right?"

It was then that Maier and Wickdor recognized that it was Professor Malfoy's voice coming from Bergman's mouth.

The two of them subconsciously looked behind them, and Professor Malfoy, who had greeted them earlier, had already gone far away.

Professor Merino also recognized the owner of the voice, and when he saw Bergman's head turn to him, the unpopular Transfiguration professor asked in a deep voice:

"Professor Malfoy, what did you do?"

"This student is a little rude, Professor Merino, and I'm sure you should be able to understand that it's not strange for a deeply offended wizard to do anything."

Bergman's brisk tone of voice didn't match his expression at all.

But his remarks were not surprising at all, after all, in the eyes of some people in the wizarding world, strength and decency were paramount.

This is a common occurrence in the wizarding world, and sometimes even a small trespass can lead to a fight between wizards. What's more, remarks like Bergman's which are already equivalent to a slap in the face, for Ranco Malfoy, a professor of dark arts, if he doesn't respond, it is considered light to be looked down upon.

Anyway, he is also a professor, and a wizard who has been brilliant, Professor Malfoy is not some dough to be kneaded.

Moreover......

"Don't worry, it's just a small punishment, I think Mr. Bergman will come to his senses in the future."

It's just to gouge out an eyeball, and it's not to take this child's life, hey, I'm really getting kinder and kinder, regardless of previous suspicions, to help other children's children correct the bad habit of running the train with their mouths full, well, I did a good thing today...... Professor Malfoy looked at the majestic castle that was getting closer and closer, and after a small interlude, he was in a good mood.

Looking at Bergman, who had clearly returned to "normal", Professor Merino's frowning expression did not dissipate. He motioned for the students around him to leave first, and went to class where they should go to class, and what they should do, and then took Bergman with him, intending to go to Professor Danlin.

The injury looks scary, but it's not fatal.

Professor Merino had another thing on his mind.

Malfoy's dark magic gave him a very strange feeling that this was no ordinary magic damage.

"What's wrong?"

When Professor Harlenius and Professor Vega, who rushed to the scene after receiving a "report" from the students, they also saw the students who had passed out.

"Speak disrespectfully to the professor."

Professor Merino said a word, and without explaining what had happened to Professor Harlenius, he hurried away, in his usual style.

When Professor Haronius and Professor Vega heard this, they looked at each other, and there was a flash of confusion in their eyes.

"Insulting? Insulting to a professor? ”

Professor Haronius was amazed.

"It can't be Professor Merino, right? Tsk, after being taught such a miserable lesson, Professor Merino finally ignored the school and was ready to kill this group of students? ”

Anyway, where did the student get the guts?

Well...... Wait, how does he feel that this has anything to do with Malfoy?

Professor Harlenius choked on his own thoughts.

If it's Malfoy...... He thinks it's Malfoy who has been doing trouble lately, this has just started school, and yesterday and today, this frequency is too high, right?

In the past, it was all students and principals who made a fuss, could it be that this year, the professor's camp is going to start a carnival?

Malfoy ...... Malfoy ......

Professor Haronius looked at the majestic castle in the distance, wondering if it was the reason for the soothsayer's passive skill triggering, he vaguely felt that there was a black cloud over the snow-white castle.

This does not bode well.

After saying goodbye to Professor Vega, Professor Harlenius couldn't even go to sleep when he returned to the cage, so he hurried to the stargazing platform to see the situation.

If it's really Malfoy...... Phew, bad luck!