A Wizard's Survival Guide to the 20th Century

"Mal Simon."

"Yes, sir."

"Mende Buwilliam."

"arrive."

"Hermane Granger."

"Good morning, Sir."

"Tom Jerry"

"exist."

"..."

"Charlie Hank."

"Well, here!"

"Very good, everyone is here." David smiled and put down the roster, "Then let's start class."

Charlie breathed a sigh of relief, opened his school bag, and took out the textbook.

He sat in the back corner of the classroom. Fortunately, the classroom was stepped, so he didn't have to worry about being blocked by people in front.

He carefully looked around and saw that there were many people in the classroom, obviously more than 16 people. It seemed that many classes were mixed together.

Many people are looking at themselves carefully. Sure enough, will it still attract attention if you come late?

Sigh... I obviously don't want to be so conspicuous.

David behind the podium tapped on the blackboard to attract everyone's attention.

"Ahem, gentlemen. We need to know that the world we live in is not peaceful. Just around us, incidents like the fire a week ago or the drug burning in Oakland happened."

"These exposed disasters are all manifestations of social conflicts out of control. I think at such times we can better appreciate the importance of the sociology course..."

Brooke said with a smile as she wrote on the blackboard.

"Of course, on a smaller level, social studies courses have four credits, haha..."

……

The content of social studies class is not difficult to understand, at least Charlie thinks so.

Today's lesson is about race, and Mr. Brooke holds up several posters taped to cardboard.

"...Many people will simply divide human beings into white, black, yellow and brown, but this is actually very wrong." He said.

"Just as the Gaowei people and the Rudeya people are completely different, there are also differences between the Seris and the Japanese people. I have visited their country for inspection. From what I have seen, the former are often tall and timid, and the latter are often tall and timid. The person is short in stature but rough and arrogant..."

Cowardly? Charlie thought of Mr. Li and smiled secretly.

There were whispers in the classroom, and Brooke waited for a while, then clapped his hands and continued.

"I hope you will not treat people of all races as the same kind of animals, but separate them and treat everyone as a whole. Although God prefers white people in this era, it does not mean that other ethnic groups do not Respectable wise men will emerge.”

"For example, Mr. Li Zhangtong or Mr. Sun Yi from Siris..."

……

The bell sounded from far to near. David glanced at his watch and announced that get out of class was over.

The classroom became noisy again. Charlie looked around and found that his classmates were all gathered together in twos and threes.

I can't seem to get it in...

Charlie sighed, this is probably the legendary circle, right? He had rarely come into contact with so many people of his age before, and he hardly talked to other newsboys when selling newspapers. Most of the time, the relationship between sellers and customers was two-dimensional.

In short, I have no friends.

Damn it, I have to pretend to be a stranger and be colder!

So Charlie packed his things silently. He had three classes in the morning, the next one was Chinese, and he would have to go to another classroom soon.

Putting his schoolbag on his back... At this moment, several female classmates passed by him, and the things they were talking about floated over.

"Have you heard about the fire..."

The cold-faced Charlie stopped where he was.

He hesitated slightly, then leaned over silently.

He was the second person in all of St. Francis besides Reese to miss the excitement of that day. He had been in a coma that day, and when he woke up, he just happened to catch up with Christine's spell to make it rain, and he didn't even see the fire.

The voice from the front came again, this time it was clear.

"I heard that a group of bandits blew up the oil storage tank." One of the girls said, "My dad said it was the Donkey Party who did it..."

"Everything your dad sees is done by people from the Donkey Party." Another girl said with a smile.

"Hey!" The former waved his fist and lightly hit him, but the latter blocked it with a bag.

"Aren't there people who say that this, like the big carnival last month, was done by the Jinshan drug lord?" said a third person.

"One of my family's companies was destroyed by fire. That guy is really bad." The first girl said.

"I think he might not just be playing a prank. It must have taken a long time to prepare to achieve this level." said the girl who blocked other people's fists with her handbag.

"Hermani, what do you think?" she turned around and asked.

Only then did Charlie notice that there was a girl next to them. She had brown fluffy curly hair, and her long hair extended to her back.

"Huh, who knows." She looked absent-minded and smoothed her hair with her hands.

It seems that everyone thinks those things were done by Kingsoft Drug Tyrant?

Charlie thought that Mr. Li's identity was very mysterious, and maybe the country deliberately protected his information.

Even I was protected... Hehe, they would never have thought that the person who witnessed one of these things was in their class...

But at this moment, there was a bang, and Charlie seemed to bump into someone.

He covered his head and took a few steps back.

Then he looked up and saw that the girl with nuclear-colored hair had turned her head and stared at him in horror.

"Um...Granger, miss?" Charlie said carefully.

"Uh-huh." Hermani nodded and continued to stare at Charlie. The girls next to her were also confused about the situation and looked over in a panic.

"What were you thinking about with such a stupid look on your face just now?" Hermione suddenly asked.

"Hey, hey, what did you say?" Charlie shed a cold sweat and took a step back.

"Do you know anything?" Hermione took a step forward and continued to ask, seeming to notice something in her beautiful brown eyes.

"Ah?" Charlie was confused. What could a freshman know? But then, an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

Wait a minute, what she's talking about won't be...

Charlie swallowed a mouthful of saliva and was instantly in a dilemma.

Could it be that the girl in front of me saw a wizard performing witchcraft that day? !

Damn it, you can’t say this!

However, at this moment, another voice came from one side, and it seemed that a male classmate suddenly spoke.

"Hermane?"

The brown-haired girl and Charlie turned their heads and looked over.

A man with black hair and brown eyes came over. He was holding a blueberry peanut butter sandwich and looked at it strangely.

Charlie remembered that his name seemed to be Mende.

"What's wrong?" Mende took a bite of his sandwich, "The Chinese class is about to start."

Hermione then looked away, her eyebrows furrowed, and she rubbed her chin with her fingers.

"It's nothing, it's just that he's a bit like what you said..." She shook her head, "Well, Mende, come here with me."

"Ah, ah?"

As she said that, she ran over, dragged the latter who was eating a blueberry peanut butter sandwich with a confused look on her face and ran out, disappearing from people's sight.

The students around him all cast doubtful glances. Since the other person involved had run away, these glances now invariably fell on Charlie.

Charlie looked at them equally confused.

It seems that his school life will not be too peaceful... He comes up with ideas for no reason.