Curse Return: Do I have to be a spellcaster as a member of the Heilongjiang Ministry?

"It must be Wu/Jie/Aze."

The three spellcasters, now in their second grade, were sitting upright on the playground. The ground around them was already in tatters and full of holes. They could barely find a clean place to set their feet. The trio kept their feet on the ground. He lowered his head and remained silent.

Teacher Noctua's face was as dark as ink, to the point where no one dared or had the heart to take a look. Even the six-eye 360-degree field of vision wanted to mosaic him.

In fact, they just heard the teacher's thunderous roar, and the fear engraved in their DNA made the trio kneel down almost like a conditioned reflex, and fell down in front of Teacher Noctua in a standard manner.

With Six Eyes around, they didn't even need to find the direction to kneel...

They didn't dare to move, they didn't dare to move at all, but Teacher Noctua's black energy was still heavy on their heads. The trembling young men all felt guilty and glanced around wildly.

Atobe Keizawa secretly glanced at the surroundings with his peripheral vision. Not only had the playground been blown to pieces, but even the magic technique had almost been used. If Mr. Noctua was a step too late, the school might even be destroyed.

Okay, okay, the school is still there, the school is still there.

Atobe Keizawa wiped away the sweat in his heart and found some comfort strangely. Although after calming down, he just wanted to go back and kill the self who made the bad idea.

What's wrong with libraries? What's wrong with cleaning? It’s okay now, I’m going to be treated as trash by Mr. Noctua and swept out!

Although this is not the first time he has been a "trash" :D

"Tell me, who made the move first." Noctua glanced at the three kneeling students with his needle-like eyes. He suppressed his anger and asked in a deep voice.

Yes, who made the move first...it seemed like I was the one who made the move first?

Atobe Keizawa was excited again, with cold sweat on his head as if it were raining. He hesitated again and again and raised his right hand tremblingly.

The blond boy's mind was still playing the heroic words he had said, "Will your opponent warn you before taking action?", but he firmly excused himself: "Teacher Noctua, I'm the first to ask you." Wu Hejie, please help me check the results of my physical and mental skills during this period!"

He bit the word 'taijutsu' and paused briefly for a second, eager for the teacher to notice his real key idea - I didn't say to use magic!

Ieiri Glass, who came back with Mr. Noctua, seamlessly connected with his classmates' imagination, burst into laughter on one side, and quickly turned his face to the other side.

Under the confused eyes of the new classmate, his whole face turned red from suppressing it. Even Gojo Satoru, who was kneeling on the ground, whispered that Aze was going too far.

The tall Noctua Zhengdao glared at the two people who interrupted, and his voice was full of storm: "I should have reminded you that the use of spells is not allowed in sparring between classmates, right? Who used the spell first? Mode?"

Who used the technique first?

The tacit understanding between bad friends reached its peak at this moment. His little brain was spinning crazily, thinking of ways to betray his teammates, but he couldn't recall who was the one who went crazy and used the ultimate move.

Ah, who is it... First of all, it is definitely not me, it must be Wu/Jie/Aze.

The trio shook off a layer of goosebumps, and their eyes wandered again, feeling that this situation had happened countless times before.

"Then the last question, you guys probably haven't forgotten to clean the library, right?" Noctua said through gritted teeth, a hint of menace flashing in his eyes under his sunglasses.

"..."

Silence is deplorable.

Suddenly, a small broken sound came——

Ieiri Shoko: "Nanami-san, Haibara-san, please don't imitate the bad behavior of your seniors."

Point, point, point, point.

Yui Haihara's starry eyes said: "Did the playground be destroyed because of the seniors' sparring! It's so amazing! Can I do this too!"

Nanami Kento: "...I have an ominous premonition, but I have no evidence."

On the other hand, Gojo Satoru, who had broken the pot, straightened his body, held his head high, and said with full momentum: "Teacher, we just accidentally-"

——! ! !

Very good, I still couldn't avoid this headbutt.

……

"What do we do now?"

Atobe Keizawa touched the big bag on his head and asked. The three bad boys from the second grade were still kneeling on the playground. Noctua left angrily with the two new students who joined the glass, leaving Paipai behind. The kneeling trio were reflecting on their sins with freshly baked buns on their heads. The scene looked very funny.

Although this scene is not uncommon in high schools, Atobe Keizawa still firmly believes that he is just implicated!

If it weren't for the black man who is close to the ink, he would never have done such a harmful act!

Atobe Keizawa: Today is also the day when Feng Ping was killed.

Xia Youjie looked in the direction of the teaching office with lingering fear, and barely reflected for a second: "We went too far this time. The teacher looked really angry."

"Tch, what's the big deal? It's not like I don't want to repair the playground." Gojo Satoru tearfully pointed his middle finger towards the teaching office and puffed out his cheeks and said aggrievedly. Even the eldest son of the Gojo family was still facing the teacher's education. Don't dare to open an unlimited number.

"Okay, I'll leave the playground to you."

"Satoru, you are so kind."

"...I am truly blessed to have you two."

"Then what should we do now?" Atobe Keizawa brought up the old matter again. Fortunately, Glass treated their injuries before leaving, so they wouldn't be too embarrassed.

"It seems that there will be no opening ceremony." The black-furred fox hinted cautiously.

No opening ceremony = teacher will not notify assembly = free movement = holiday.

Perfect, the equation holds.

"I want to buy desserts!"

"Then I want to go back to sleep."

"Then retreat."

Xia Youjie made the final decision and gave Gojo Satoru a look through his blond companion. Then the two of them tacitly locked Atobe Keizawa's arms and said with a sinister smile: "You can't skip class and run away to the dormitory. If you get caught, what to do?"

"?"

Skipping class? What skipping class? Isn’t the opening ceremony gone? You devils, what are you talking about!

"Okay! Dessert!"

"Okay! Soba noodles!"

"I don't!!"

Sandwiched between two classmates who are 1.8 meters tall and 1.9 meters tall, Atobe Kagezawa is like a golden hamster trying to escape from prison. Jiojio is kicking around but his fate is grabbed by the scruff of the neck. These two chickens are like cats. Where did the energy come from? You had worked so hard just now!

Xia Youjie raised his hand to summon the flying curse spirit, and together with Gojo Satoru, they jumped up with their dazed companion. The curse spirit almost just dived and then immediately rose into the sky, disappearing in the sky above the curse in the blink of an eye.

No one, including Atobe Keizawa who was being carried away, never mentioned Teacher Noctua and his angry punishment.

Who's afraid? It's not the first time.

Atobe Keizawa: I'm afraid, thank you.