The Wizard's Marvel Journey

Honestly, James Crowder is a bit of a slacker (for leaving himself in an empty house for an entire vacation).

But it is undeniable that James still gave him a lot of help.

At least I got this pass to the ** area. As for what happened next...

But James' words about not having much time frightened Rohr.

Yes, it seems that there is not enough time. With a fifty percent chance of survival, Rohr does not feel that he is such a lucky person.

What's more, maybe everything will be destroyed if you don't pay attention?

This is not a good multiple-choice question. Although he now has a European face, his past experiences always remind him of things...

puff!

"Sooner or later I'm going to stew all the pigeons in Ilvermorny!"

Looking at the white and brown sticky substance on his school robe, the unique fragrance almost made the children at Hogwarts next door want to cry.

"If I were you, I would go back and change my clothes!"

A slightly ethereal yet somewhat gloating voice sounded in Rohr's ears.

This voice was too familiar to Rohr.

The Demon of Thunderbird Academy...Claire Rupert!

"K... Claire?" Rohr was shocked and said in a tone as if he had seen a ghost, "Why are you here?"

"I just saw you sneaking out of the library..." Claire's eyes rolled and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

Claire didn't say anything in the second half, but there was no need to think about it, it wasn't a good thing anyway.

"How can the scholar's affairs be sneaky?" Rohr's face turned red. He was about to make a few excuses when he was interrupted by Claire.

"Let's go, Emma is still waiting for us!" With that said, Claire grabbed Rolle's wrist with one hand and pulled him to run upstairs.

"Wait, where are we going?"

"library!"

Claire didn't even look back, which made Roel feel a little speechless. This girl is really too smart, which is not in line with the conclusion of Thunderbird Academy.

Look at Emma, ​​what a cute little witch?

It's just that the hair is a little short.

Almost trotting all the way, the mutant genes gave Rohr extraordinary changes, but it was a bit scary for Claire to climb the sixth floor in one breath without even blushing.

What about the said wizard who is physically weak?

From the perspective of ordinary wizards, Claire is extremely inappropriate.

This is a wizard-type ferocious beast!

Yes, the kind with shining eyes!

Rohr thought to himself, looking at Claire's shining eyes, he gradually lowered his head.

James's suggestion is not unreasonable.

The universe is collapsing and there are a bunch of people in flashy clothes blocking it. What does this have to do with him, Luo Er?

The identity of a wizard?

"Claire, you two!" Emma's voice came, and the girl's tone was quite dissatisfied, as if she was condemning Claire for leaving her in the library.

"Hey, I know, Emma!" Claire smiled and calmly suppressed Emma who was running over.

Looking at Emma's slightly rising chest and the hand that slid straight down from the end of her throat, this made Roel even more suspicious of whether Claire...

Uh……

"What do you mean?" Rohr raised his head in confusion and looked at Claire's outstretched white palm.

"Let's talk first. I can't read palms, and I don't have the gift of prophecy. If you need it, you can go to the astrology room on the seventh floor. Professor Ferato will probably be happy to..."

"Stop talking nonsense, the things are there!" Claire gave Rolle a white eye, her nose twitched, and she seemed a little dissatisfied with Rolle's stupid behavior.

"what?"

"Don't tell me that Professor James didn't give you a pass to the ** area!" Claire said with a smile, and Roel immediately smelled a conspiracy.

"You're following me!" Luo Er looked downcast.

"No, I don't think you have anything worth tracking." Claire said: "You almost wrote the words "I want to enter the ** area" on your face, but Mrs. Slan was very concerned about this. I have a headache."

"Uh……"

Luo Er was stunned for a moment, recalling what he had done in the past month.

Like a severe autistic patient, if people hadn't met Claire and Emma early on, Roel wouldn't even know the names of his classmates.

In my memory, apart from the campus life of three o'clock and one line, there are only nights spent in the library looking for answers.

"Why, Professor James really doesn't want to help you?" Claire looked at Roel with a pity look, and her little white hand fell on Roel's head.

"Don't be too sad, Roel." Emma also comforted: "If you are too sad, your hair will not grow back. This is the case with my father's colleague. Until now, he has..."

As she spoke, Emma gestured with her hand above her head, a typical place semi-circling the central war doctrine.

"What are you thinking!" Rolle said nothing and swatted away Claire's hand that was trying to pull out his hair. This girl was really acting out of common sense.

Emma has been led astray.

"I got the pass!" Rohr said loudly, "But this has nothing to do with you..."

"You are so stupid, you might blow up the library. Mrs. Slan asked me to keep an eye on you." Claire said lightly, and Emma nodded hurriedly.

Luo Er felt a tightness in his chest.

Damn it... angina pectoris!

"Okay, okay...but, only one person can have a pass in the ** area..."

"No, believe me, I think Professor James has taken it into consideration." Claire said confidently, snatching the parchment from Rohr's hand.

"I believe that Professor James will give you the most correct help, and Emma and I happen to be your best choice."

"Uh... are you sure?" Rohr looked at Claire who unfolded the scroll, and then used a quill to write his name on the parchment.

If you compete with Claire, you will really lose.

This method did make Rohr feel familiar, but the pass was not a pass for a ** area, but a leave request from the university campus.

Signed and stamped, everything is ready, just like someone who broke into enemy lines...

cough cough...

Emma was also frightened by Claire's operation.

Starting with a license and making up the content yourself is really a bit too exciting.

"This is not good..." Emma's voice was trembling. If Emma's eyes hadn't shone and her fists hadn't been clenched, the performance would have been even better.

"We are just using the rules reasonably, don't you think so?"