It was so late at night that I was so frightened that I couldn't sleep at all. This revenge must be avenged!

Xifa and the five prefects didn't pay much attention to the bad taste of the senior students.

After all, being too tight is not conducive to divergent thinking.

"Other colleges?" When he came to sit down at a table, Xifa was the first to ask.

"Everyone has been notified!" the lively and enthusiastic Elena Gerrard replied.

Xifa nodded. Anyway, let's talk tomorrow at dawn. It would be better if these people could wake up and express their feelings.

"They haven't gone out in the past three days, so the problem must be something they saw three days ago!"

Miranda, the oldest prefect, spoke first.

"That's too much! Besides, they have been exposed to the same thing recently! Food!"

Avenia Rupert shook his head and denied.

"So, wizard robes, textbooks..." Leandre Adams was a little frustrated.

The smallest one, Filius Flitwick, set his sights on Xifer.

"Magic painting!"

An unexpected word, or a word that everyone deliberately ignored, came out of Xifa's mouth.
Chapter completed!