Volume 1 The Scourge of Witchcraft and the Enemy of a Thousand Years Ago Chapter 140 Digging Your Own Grave

"Three days in a row?" Alan was a little surprised, because there were few professors as conscientious and responsible as her, even if he was as close as Professor Fran, he didn't pay so much attention to Alyssa's homework as she did, "Then it seems that her expectations of you are really high......"

"Hmm...... Probably......" Alyssa said.

"But you should take care of your own rest...... After all, it is the body that is the most important. ”

"Hmm. ”

Because Alyssa had been in this state of not waking up all morning, Alan couldn't help but be a little worried, so after the morning class, he deliberately sent Alyssa to the door of the girls' dormitory building before returning with confidence.

"Hey, do you know what happened to little Stuart and little Bilber this morning after you left?" said Alan as soon as he pushed the room open Menrell jumped out of bed, his face excited.

"What?" asked Allen.

"Their room is on fire!" Riel laughed at the thought of this, and his back couldn't even straighten up.

"It's on fire?" Alan was startled, and then he understood why he had just passed the second floor and noticed that the carpets around there were all wet, and there was a faint smell of burning things in the air. It's just that at that time, all he was thinking about was Alyssa, so he didn't care.

"They were so unlucky today that they simply hid in the room after you left. Originally, I thought they were going to hide in their room for a day today, but who knows that not long after, I suddenly heard a noise on the second floor, and someone was shouting, 'It's on fire!'...... I ran downstairs and saw that it was their room. ”

"How could a good one catch fire?"

"Who knows what they're doing in the room, perhaps...... Is this the so-called doom and accident?" Riel continued to laugh.

However, Alan didn't have any expression, just nodded: "Hmm...... If it weren't for our proper response, maybe our room would have caught fire today. ”

"Hmph! They deserve it!"

"Uh-huh......" Alan replied softly, sitting on the edge of the bed and not talking again.

Alan just lowered his head and drank his water, his eyes fixed on the floor, not even hearing the bell strike twelve.

"What's going on? didn't you get points?" Riel asked, "You don't seem to be happy today." ”

"Huh?" said Allen, "no...... I'm a little worried about Alyssa's state in the past two days......"

"What's wrong with her?" Riel quickly asked as soon as he heard that it was about Alyssa.

She ...... Today I was in a bad mental state and yawned all the time...... He looked tired, like he was sick. ”

"Could it be that there are other wizards plotting against her behind her back?" Rare immediately suspected that something similar was going on after being tossed by Little Stewart and Little Bilber a few days ago.

"No...... I don't think the power used by the sorcerer will bring bad luck to people, and it is not like this state of illness. Alan frowned lightly and said, "Listening to her, Professor Frost has been making up for her for the past few days, I think, maybe she is too tired, or she has overused her magic." ”

"Surprise me......" Riel sighed, "It's a good thing, there is a professor who appreciates her talent, this is what many people dream of, if you can get a letter of recommendation written by the professor here, maybe you can directly work in a very senior department after graduation, it's just a success!"

"Hmm...... I'm just a little worried that her body won't be able to take it......" Alan said worriedly.

"Oops, it's okay, it's okay!" Riel patted Alan on the shoulder, "You forgot, she used to get sleepy a lot, and didn't she sleep for more than a dozen hours on the way here?"

"Well......" Hearing Riel say this, Alan also felt a little reasonable, so he said, "Maybe I'm worried too much......"

"Let's go eat first, I'm hungry for a long time. Riel said with a wicked smile, "By the way, how little Stewart and little Bilber are doing today!"

However, to Rare's disappointment, when they passed by the second floor, they saw that little Stewart's door was still tightly closed, and they could not see the inside except for a part of the door panel that was burned. Little Stewart and Little Bilber are also nowhere to be found.

"Hey, I wanted to see what they were burned...... "Riel sighed, "Could it be black charcoal?"

But Alan ignored him, just stared into the hallway. Temnabo Jr. and Winslow Jr. were standing in the doorway, not knowing what they were discussing, and a large group of people had gathered around them, all gesturing to Little Stuart's room from time to time.

"What are they talking about?" asked Riel.

"I don't know. Since these people were gossiping and their voices were so loud that they couldn't hear anything clearly, Alan shook his head. But the next second he was shocked, because he saw little Temnabo holding a small object in his hand, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be a straw man.

"What's that?" asked Riel as well.

However, Alan did not answer, and looked down as he went downstairs thinking about something. It wasn't until he was about to walk into the garden that the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he said, "Little Stewart and Little Bilber are probably going to have a big deal." ”

Rare didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong with them?"

"I don't think it will be long before I have an answer. Alan said as he walked briskly in the direction of the restaurant, "We'd better eat as quickly as possible, or you might miss out on a show you've been waiting for." ”

Riel didn't ask any more when he heard him say that, because he knew that Eren would only show such a look when he was completely sure.

The two of them simply ate something and hurried out.

However, Alan didn't take Riel back to his room, but sat down on a bench in the Four Seasons Garden where he could observe the entrance to the dormitory building, and looked in the direction of the path next to the library from time to time, as if waiting for something.

Riel had no choice but to shrug and wait with him.

At about one o'clock, Riel was about to fall asleep from the sun when he heard a rush of footsteps from the library.

"It's coming!" Alan quickly elbowed Riel to wake up.

Riel rubbed his eyes, and his sleepiness disappeared for a moment, and he saw seven or eight men in security uniforms hurrying towards their building. The first middle-aged man was a burly man, with a fat head and big ears, and a thick beard on his lips, which looked a little similar to little Temnabo.

"Keep up with them!" Alan said, following closely.

The men didn't stop on the first floor, and went straight to the door of the room on the second floor, where little Stewart and little Bilber were.

"Daddy!" exclaimed little Temnabo as soon as he saw the one in charge.

Sure enough, Mr. Temnabo, no wonder he looks so similar.

However, Riel looked at them again and wanted to laugh a little, because the two of them were carved out of the same mold, except for the difference in size and the lack of beard on the lips of little Temnabo.

"Where are those two? those two wizards?" said Mr. Temnabo's voice.

"We're stuck in the house and can't come out!" said Temnabo Jr.

"Hmm!" Mr. Temnabo nodded, waved his hand away from the onlookers, and then waved at the people behind him.

The men understood, and they all took out their wands and surrounded the doorway.

One of them pushed the door and found it locked from the inside, so he shouted, "Listen to the sorcerer inside! You are surrounded! Give your wand obediently! If you continue to resist, you will do so at your own risk!"

But there was no movement inside.

The man shouted twice.

It had been almost ten minutes since the third shout, and there was still no movement inside, and just as Mr. Temnabo was about to break down the door, two wands were suddenly thrown out of the crack in the door, and then the trembling voice of little Stewart was heard in the door: "I...... Let's get out of here...... No, no resistance...... I hope you ...... can ensure the safety of our lives......"

"No problem!"

The door slowly opened, and little Stuart and little Bilber walked out with their hands raised, their faces blackened and barely recognizable.

The men from the Security Department immediately magically covered their heads, tied their hands, and then walked out of the hallway with the two men in pairs.

"Well done!" saw this scene, the people who were hiding on the side came out one after another, and with bursts of cheers, they rushed to the side of little Temnabo, as if they were heroes.

Alan dragged Riel all the way upstairs.

"What the hell is going on?" asked Riel.

"As you can see. Alan smiled and said, "The power of the witchcraft seems to be stronger than expected. ”

"Are you saying the curse that little Stuart and little Bilber put on themselves last night is working?"

"That's right. Alan slowly explained as he went upstairs, "I knew when I saw little Temnabo holding the straw man in his hand, it might be what was going on...... Although I don't know how the fire that happened in Little Stewart's room this morning was caused, because the entire corridor on the second floor was soaked with water, it seems that the fire is not small, and many people should have participated in the firefighting operation...... I think someone recognized the straw man when they entered their room to put out the fire, and gave it to little Temnabo. Do you think about who is little Temnabo's father?"

"Minister of Security!"

"That's right. Alan said with a smile, "Although the group on the second floor usually seems to compliment each other endlessly, in fact, their relationship is not as harmonious as it seems on the surface...... Mages and sorcerers have been at odds since ancient times, and there have even been wars over the dominance of this continent. Out of hatred and fear for the sorcerer, little Temnabo may have used the communication light to contact the security department at the first time, and then the scene just now...... I think that in the eyes of these people, there are no friends or affection, only profits come together, and profits are scattered. ”

"Hey, the curse he put on himself caused a fire, and then he revealed his identity as a sorcerer because of the fire......" Rare looked excited, "I don't know what their expressions would have been if they found out that they had locked themselves in the Misty Forest!"

"Well......" Alan laughed again, "as the saying goes, those who harm others will dig their own graves." ”