Dragon's pet cub

Under the cover of his classmates, Tangtang and Akeli ran away from the back door of the cafeteria.

Because you can't be caught by the teacher, points will be deducted.

Tangtang knew this, but he was so angry, like a fire was burning, that he couldn't care about these at all, he just wanted to kick Thomas again.

He didn't think he was wrong.

"The teacher knows, he must scold Thomas, he is a bad boy!" Tangtang blushed with anger.

Akeley said rationally: "But in the teacher's view, fighting is wrong. Thomas said something wrong, but we can't hit him, but tell the teacher and let the teacher handle it."

"No, no!" Tangtang stomped her feet vigorously, objecting persistently, "Thomas scolded you! He is very bad, I was right to hit him, and he was wrong!"

Tangtang fights because of him.

Akeley was moved in his heart, and he didn't care about right or wrong.Tangtang is so good, how could he do something wrong?He fights for himself. If the teacher blames him, it must be the teacher's fault.

Akley nodded seriously, "Well, he was wrong, and you were right."

Only then did Tangtang feel a little happier, showing a little smile.

Akeli held his hand tightly, "Let's go back to the dormitory first."

"Good~"

He nodded, smiled obediently, and his innocent and cute appearance was completely different from the fierce beating just now.But no matter what Tangtang is, Akley thinks that he is his best friend, and he must protect him well.

Just when they were about to continue walking, a black shadow suddenly stood in front of them.

Tall and slender, wearing a magic robe, long light golden hair reaching to the waist, indifferent eyebrows, and pointed elf ears.

It is as beautiful as walking out of a painting, and at the same time, it has an amazing aura.

With a sullen face, Akeli subconsciously protected Tangtang behind him, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

Millard didn't answer Akeley's question, his eyes fell on Tangtang, and he said coldly, "Samuel, come with me."

Tangtang was puzzled: "Teacher Elf, why are you here?"

"What do you think?" Millard asked with a slight arc of his mouth.

Millard seldom laughed, but now he sneered, feeling more oppressive than usual.

Tangtang quickly thought about what happened in the cafeteria just now. Could it be that the teacher that the classmates said was coming, it was Teacher Elf, and Thomas complained, so the teacher came to blame him?

Thinking of this, Tangtang suddenly became unhappy.Even if the beautiful teacher he likes reprimands him on things he is obviously right, he doesn't want to talk to him. He doesn't like Teacher Elf anymore, hmph.

He turned his head angrily away from Millard.

Akley was naturally on Tangtang's side, "Teacher, we're going back to the dormitory, please make way."

Millard frowned slightly, not expecting him to figure it out, and asked in a deep voice, "Samuel, what happened to your homework? Did you do it yourself?"

As soon as these words came out, Tangtang froze immediately, deflated like a punctured balloon.His eyelashes trembled, his eyes flickered, and his guilt was visible to the naked eye.

But he insisted, "Yes, I did it myself!"

Millard asked a few questions plainly: "When cooking a lizard leg, how long should it be cut? To make a tranquilizer, how long should it be stirred at the end? What color will the flame turn into?"

Tangtang was stunned, and stammered, "...one inch? Three, no, six minutes..."

Millard said blankly, "This is all homework. The questions are not difficult. Since you did it, why can't you answer it? That's it. Do you still think I shouldn't ask you to go to the office to reflect?"

Tangtang was wilted, and reluctantly walked out from behind Akeley with her head down, walking towards Millard.

But halfway through, Akeley suddenly grabbed his wrist again, tightly, as if Tangtang was facing a big villain instead of a teacher.

Ackley voluntarily admitted: "The homework is

I wrote it for Tangtang! "

It was wrong not to do the homework, and he, the ghostwriter, was also wrong. Of course, Tangtang couldn't bear it alone.

Tangtang turned her head in surprise, then held Akeley's hand back and smiled.

The two stood together with great loyalty, facing Millard with a fearless look.

Millard rubbed his forehead, feeling a throbbing pain in his head.Now who is at fault and how can they make it look like he's the bad guy?

"Both of you, come with me."

After the cold voice fell, he turned and left, and the magic robe set off layers of black waves behind him.

Tangtang and Akeli looked at each other and followed together.

They walked all the way to the office.

Millard glanced at Ackley and ordered, "You wait at the door first."

Akeley was worried about Tangtang, and wanted to follow, but Millard gave him a cold glance, his legs were instantly immobilized by magic, unable to move, he could only watch the door slam shut in front of his eyes.

Millard strode over to the sofa and sat down.

Tangtang stopped at the door, trying to turn the lock to open it, but no matter how much she turned it, she couldn't move.

"Teacher, how can you lock Akeli outside?" Tangtang was dissatisfied.

Millard took out the homework that Tangtang handed in, spread it out on the table, and said bluntly, "I didn't invite you to be guests. After I finish talking with you, it will be his turn. I have some questions to ask you alone."

He pointed to the homework and asked directly, "Why did you do this? He suggested it?"

He may not even realize it himself.Generally speaking, if a student didn't do their homework, they would reprimand that student, but when he said this, it was obviously biased towards his own students.

Tangtang didn't listen, and stuck to the door, like a puppy who insisted on going out to play.

Millard: "..."

He put his hand on his forehead, tried his best to suppress the urge to sigh, put on a stern expression, and said in a deep voice, "Samuel, come here, don't make me say it a second time."

Tangtang still persevered, continued to scratch the door, humming.

Millard took a breath, waved his hand casually, and there was a hint of irritability between his brows.

The door opened slowly, and Tangtang, who was on the door, was also taken to the side.When he found the door opened, he immediately let go, ran over, and excitedly greeted his little friend with a bear hug.

"Ackley!"

But for a few minutes, it was as exaggerated as if it hadn't been seen in a few years.

Akley also immediately reached out to support him, for fear that he would accidentally fall over.

A deliberate cough interrupted them.

The two children restrained themselves a bit, obediently walked up to Millard and stood in front of Millard.

Millard's cold fingers curled slightly, and he tapped the paper lightly, "Whose idea is this?"

Tangtang raised her short hand and admitted frankly, "I asked him to write it for me."

Millard squinted, "You know this is a wrong thing to do?"

"know."

"Know you still do it?"

Tangtang scribbled on the ground with her feet and fell silent.

"I assign homework to help you memorize magic knowledge better, so that you can master and use it in the future. If you let someone else write it for you, the knowledge belongs to others, not yours." Millard stared at Tangtang with a serious tone, "In the first class, I made it very clear that you must listen to me. Now you can't even do the most basic homework. You don't respect magic so much, I may not be able to teach you again."

Tangtang suddenly raised her head, her eyes were red.

Ackley tried to speak for him, but Millard cut him off.

"I can see that you are very good friends. But friends are companions who help each other and work hard together. You think doing homework for him is helping him, but it's just hurting him. Do you understand?"

Millard looked at Akeley with a cold tone. He didn't scold sharply, but it was more like an invisible slap, making Akeley unable to say a word.

Character.Because he knows very well that this is indeed wrong.It's just that he couldn't resist Tangtangyan's pampering, so he couldn't help but agree.

The elf has a cold and indifferent personality. His lectures are concise and to the point. He doesn't usually talk much. This is rare for him to talk so much at once.

He turned his head to look at TangTang again, and his voice was subconsciously slower than when he was talking to Akley.

"Samuel, I believe you are also very clear that you are very talented in magic, so so many teachers specially held a meeting for you to discuss, hoping that you can also take part in it. Maybe you think it's okay if you don't do your homework, but it's a little bit of everything. Accumulated, if you have talent and don't work hard, you will become an ordinary person. I don't want you to waste your talent."

Akeley was listening, and couldn't help nodding, agreeing with Millard's words very much, feeling guilty and remorseful in his heart, feeling that he had done something wrong.

Tangtang's eyes were full of tears, and her little hands were tightly clutching the hem of her clothes, trying not to cry out.

Millard looked at him for two seconds, looked away, pushed the homework over, and said, "You rewrite the homework yourself, and then write a reflection book, and promise that no one else will do the homework for you in the future."

Tangtang moved over slowly, sat down, held the quill pen, and began to write pitifully.

Millard took out paper and pen again and demanded that Ackley write a self-criticism too.

The two erring cubs sat side by side, buried in writing.

After a while.

Millard didn't forget about the fight, and asked again, "Samuel, why are you still fighting?"

But he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, it seemed to poke the cub's heart.Finally, Tangtang couldn't help it, she dropped the pen directly, and burst into tears, the tears kept rolling down like pearls with a broken string, crying pitifully.

After a while, the little face turned red from crying, spreading to the ears and neck.Her eyes were wet, and the voice of the little milk was obviously hoarse and crying, as if she had been wronged by the sky, it was so soft that people couldn't help but want to hug her and coax her.

"...He scolded me wow...so bad, you don't help me...you blame me...I'm so sad, don't bother with you..."

Millard just wanted to ask what happened to the fight, but he didn't expect him to cry so hard all of a sudden. He froze for a moment, feeling a little helpless, and then he came to his senses and asked seriously, "What did he scold you for?"

Tangtang was crying, her voice was vague: "He called me... stupid, wanted to step on me, under my feet, lowly commoner..."

As he uttered each word, Millard's face grew colder and colder.

Akeley noticed the change in his expression, and couldn't help feeling a little nervous, sitting up straight with his body tensed.Will the teacher think that Tangtang is misbehaving and punish him for causing trouble?

But in fact, the elves are independent and live in the depths of the forest. They don't have much contact and affection with humans. They are only a little gentler towards the immature and cute cubs.And children like Thomas are obviously not in this category.

From Millard's point of view, it was really cheap for Thomas to break a few bones by daring to scold his students like this.He shouldn't have been treated just now.

Millard pursed his lips, and said coldly: "Leave this to me. If he bullies you in the future, you can tell me, if you really can't help but want to make a move, try to keep it where others can't see it."

Ackley froze.Just now, the teacher's attitude was not like this. He was calm and rational, sternly advised, and guided the students to make progress and follow the right path.Why suddenly...?

Tangtang was comforted, and her crying gradually subsided, wiping her tears with her little hand, sobbing from time to time.

Ackley patted him on the back quietly.

Millard went out to find the teacher, who deducted [-] points from Thomas and gave him a warning for bullying his classmates for violating school rules.This punishment doesn't seem heavy, but it happened to hit what Thomas valued most, points, and aristocratic face.It was difficult for him to get a high score at the end of the semester, and he became the first student among the freshmen to be warned by the school.

The matter seemed to work out fine.

But when Millard was about to return to the office, he heard the cub crying.There was no change on his face, but his pace immediately quickened a lot, thinking that when he was away, the student named Akeli bullied him.

"what happened?"

Millard glanced over coldly.

Tangtang was lying on the table, her small face wrinkled into a ball, crying in pain: "Too much homework... I don't want to write, I want my father, I want to go home, I won't go to school..."

It wasn't that he was being bullied, it was that he was crying while doing his homework, and Akeley was still beside him comforting him at a loss.

Millard was silent for a few seconds, and said blankly, "The homework must be written, and you are not allowed to go back if you don't finish it."

Looking at the pile of unfinished homework in front of her, Tangtang cried even harder.