Become a wizard lord with a copy system

Principal Alex Muller was upset. After watching the game, when he was about to teleport back, he actually teleported himself to Songk Forest.

If he hadn't reacted and concentrated on teleporting himself away again, he would have fallen into the trap of the ogre.

Although he wouldn't be eaten by the ogre according to his ability, it would be troublesome to fall into the hands of the ogre.

Alas, the ogre is not a trouble, Principal Muller thought, the next trouble is more difficult.

Although Daniel Hawkins is also a student of Dawn Wizard Academy, Principal Muller really doesn't want him to win. How will he face Earl Hawthorne next?

After returning to the office, Principal Muller locked the door and sat at the desk, holding his forehead with his two palms, rubbing his eyes with the base of his palms from time to time. Alas, it's really annoying.

He took out a pipe from the drawer, put tobacco in it and took a deep puff. Although he had quit smoking, the last time he did it was to entertain Earl Hawthorne, and this time he did it to relieve his boredom.

Just after taking this puff, Principal Mueller coughed repeatedly. This time he couldn't bear it anymore, so he smashed the pipe against the wall. With a "click", the well-made pipe he had collected for a long time was broken into two halves.

The broken pipe seemed to be a switch, which made Principal Mueller's anger come out all at once. He swept everything on the table to the ground, kicked the table with his feet, tore the curtains, and even knocked all the books he usually cherished to the ground.

He was so angry that he stamped his feet and said, "Damn Daniel Hawkins, I can't stand with you. You obviously took my money, a thousand gold coins, but you don't keep your word, you villain, bitch."

Principal Mueller vented for a while, and then there was a knock on the door, so he shouted in the house: "Wait a moment." After that, he waved his hand, and all the scattered items in the house floated into the air and automatically returned to their positions. After a while, the furnishings in the house were restored to their original state.

Principal Mueller simply tidied his appearance in front of the mirror and said, "Come in."

After the door opened, a purple-robed wizard came in and saluted to Principal Mueller, "Principal Mueller, Earl Hawthorne is here. He is in the living room now and needs to see you urgently."

Principal Mueller heard it, his eyelids twitched and said, "I know, you go, tell him that I have something here and will leave immediately."

"I know." The purple-robed wizard replied.

Just as the purple wizard was about to close the door, Principal Mueller called out, "Wait a minute."

"Hmm? Does Principal Mueller have any other instructions?" The purple wizard said, holding the door handle with one hand and the door frame with the other hand.

"Just tell Earl Hawthorne that I'm not here and I'm out for something." Principal Mueller said expressionlessly.

"Ah... this..." The purple wizard was a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" Principal Mueller asked.

"I see Earl Hawthorne is angry and anxious, and he must see you. If I report to Earl Hawthorne like this, I'm afraid..." said the purple wizard.

"It's okay. If Earl Hawthorne is really anxious, you can let Paul Mueller go to receive him. Paul Mueller is my brother after all, there's no problem, go." Principal Mueller said.

"Yes..." The purple wizard nodded.

At this moment, Principal Mueller didn't know what attitude and method to use to face Earl Hawthorne. Forget it, let his younger brother Paul go up first.

Since they didn't know how to face it, they didn't face it. Then, Principal Mueller teleported and disappeared in the office.

For several days, they couldn't find Principal Mueller, and no one knew where Principal Mueller went.

...

Because Daniel Hawkins won, the slum students reoccupied the Feng Shui treasure land of the cafeteria.

This time, all the noble students consciously shut their mouths and ate quietly. Looking at their expressions, it seemed that they were not eating rice, but rice fields.

After the slum students gained the upper hand, they all started chatting. It was nothing more than the noble students shaping Mario Hawthorne before. How they shaped Mario Hawthorne, this group of slum students shaped Daniel Hawkins in the same way.

One student even said to Luca Rossi: "Hey, Luca, borrow your sonnet and let's change a few words to sing our Hawkins."

Another student objected: "Forget about Luca Rossi's crappy sonnet. It's so embarrassing that it's just right for singing Mario Hawthorne."

"Hey, Luca, I know there's a bard on the market. Would you like to introduce him to you? The music he composes is beautiful, which will definitely make your sonnet more popular, and the Hawthorne family will also be famous throughout the Dawn Town because of your poem."

"Hahaha..."

Luca Rossi's expression turned purple and green, but he couldn't say a word, and then he looked at Alan Hawthorne.

Alan Hawthorne listened to them, and he couldn't stand the extreme portrayal of Daniel Hawkins. He looked at the noble classmates around him who usually talked a lot. At this moment, they were all silent and eating quietly.

At this time, Alan Hawthorne walked up to the group of slum students and yelled, "Did you watch the game? Were you there?"

Alan Hawthorne thought that these words could silence the mouths of these slum students, but instead of being choked, the slum students puffed up their chests and said confidently: "No, we are not watching the game, we are not here. on site."

"Then what are you talking about here? You haven't seen it with your own eyes. The more you talk, the more exaggerated it is." Alan Hawthorne seemed to grasp a life-saving straw.

"That's right..." Luca Rossi originally wanted to raise his voice, but was glared at by Alan Hawthorne, but the words came out again, so his voice weakened.

George and Anthony shut up even more this time, looking around from time to time for fear of another plate flying or another punch coming from any direction.

Not to be outdone, the slum students raised their voices: "We were not there, but we know that our Daniel Hawkins won. Aren't you there? Then I want to ask you, how did Mario Hawthorne lose?" Yeah, tell me, aren’t you Mario Hawthorne’s younger brother? Aren’t your Hawthorne family very powerful? Why did you lose? It doesn’t make sense.”

"It's just that a fifth-year student who was ranked number one in the school with a thunder method actually lost to a first-year ice player. Oh my god, it's really unbelievable."

"Yes, yes, what's wrong with the Hawthorne family? Isn't it a rare thunder method? Isn't it a noble bloodline? But that's it, bah."

If spitting wasn't allowed in the college, especially in the cafeteria, Alan Hawthorne and others would have become spitters.

Alan Hawthorne gritted his teeth and pointed at them: "You...you...how dare you insult the Hawthorne family..."

"What, do you want to fight? Come on..." The slum students rolled up their sleeves one by one.