The instructor who brought the students just saw Constantine and immediately said something with an ugly face.
"Just now I went to lurk in the crowd, and I happened to see someone trying to leave secretly. I followed him quietly, but found that our student seemed to be hypnotized. I searched around for a while, but I couldn't find the hypnotic magic.
the source of.”
The instructor's face turned white and blue. He was angry at the boldness of the person who took action, and was also shocked by the magical strength of the person who took action.
After all, in this large public place, hypnotizing so many magic academy students from a distance at the same time without being noticed is not something that ordinary people can do...
Everyone who followed Constantine here heard the words of the college instructor, and their eyes flickered a few times. At the same time, they secretly pondered the possibility of the "murderer" in their hearts.
There are not many powerful hypnotic magicians on the mainland, and even fewer of them match what the academy instructor said.
However, although several "murderers" were quickly suspected in everyone's minds, they were quickly eliminated one by one. The reason is very simple, because there is no need for these people to be enemies of Astidine College.
.
Leaving aside the reason of offending Constantine, the nature of Astidine's power alone has destined him to have little possibility of attracting enemies.
After all, this is a magic school!
Constantine looked calm and did not feel any anger due to the tutor's words. He just calmly walked to the "glazed-eyed" student and opened his hands...
bite!
A magic circle opened, and weak but extremely strong magic power quietly clung to the student's body, and quietly penetrated into the body along all parts of the body.
About ten seconds passed.
Suddenly, Constantine's expression changed, and a ray of magic suddenly erupted in the student's body. There seemed to be an imperceptible soft sound in everyone's ears, as if something was breaking.
It didn't take long before the "sluggishness" in the student's eyes gradually disappeared and clarity returned.
"Where...is this place?" The student who had just regained consciousness seemed to be a little confused, but soon, when he found Consonantine in front of him, he suddenly trembled and came back to his senses instantly:
"Dean... dean?"
"Um!"
Constantine nodded slightly, tried his best to look kind, and said, "Child, do you still remember what happened? Or, do you remember who you have been in contact with before?"
The student seemed a little confused about what Constantine meant. However, as Constantine asked the second half of his sentence, the student suddenly woke up and glanced hesitantly towards somewhere on the rostrum.
, whispered: "I remember...I just glanced at that senior before, and then I didn't know anything."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of several people present suddenly changed, and they hurriedly followed the student's gaze...
On the podium.
Ur, who was looking at the ring below as if he was doing nothing, suddenly seemed to notice something was wrong. He couldn't help but look back at the back of the rostrum in confusion. Suddenly, several pairs of eyes full of suspicion and evil appeared at the same time.
reflected in Ur's pupils.
Ur: "???"
Huh? What are you looking at me for?
"Your Excellency Ur, can you please come over? We have some issues that we would like to discuss with you." Constantine said.
Although the expressions on the faces of several "guests" backstage were not very good, no one acted rashly. Firstly, it was because it was only the student's words so far, which was not enough to constitute absolute evidence. Secondly,
Because they are still on the rostrum, it is really not suitable to take action.
Ur is a little confused. After all, in his opinion, this matter should have no connection with him. But looking at it now, the situation seems to be a little wrong!
After thinking for a few seconds, Ur slowly walked towards the backstage.
Anyway, the worst-case scenario is that everyone here besieges him together, and then he sends him to the west. Isn’t it a big deal?
Seeing Urshi walking over, Constantine's expression remained calm, but the other instructors and several "distinguished guests" around him quietly became on guard.
"Your Excellency Ur, a student from our college has accused you of using hypnotic magic to control him to leave the college. I wonder if you can explain this matter." Before Constantine could speak, he saw the instructor who had just brought the student take the lead.
He took a step forward and spoke to Ur with a sinister look on his face.
Ur's expression was stunned and he couldn't help blinking his eyes a few times.
Damn it!
This fucking person has a problem with me... No, it should be that this fucking person has something to do with me.
Ur was really confused now.
Although he is indeed not afraid of the people here, the instructor's words still make him a little confused. After all, in his opinion, coming here today is just a casual invitation from Pasfield. He just stopped by and took a look. Why?
Look at him, he’s all a bit of a soy sauce guy!
Could it be that Pasfield, a scumbag, is up to something else?
Or is it because he "scared" him yesterday and this guy wants to take revenge today?
Wuer subconsciously glanced at Pasfil, and then found that... this guy also had a confused look on his face, and his intuition told Wuer that this time he was really confused.
Pasfil never expected that the plot would develop like this. After a brief period of confusion, Pasfil could not help but follow the others and show a few doubtful expressions, but soon, he expressed his inner thoughts.
Disperse them all.
It doesn't matter if others don't know Ur's details, but Pasfil knows Ur's origins clearly, and it is completely unnecessary for Ur to cause trouble in Astidine!
Think of this.
Pasfil was about to stand up and defend Ur, but at this moment, he saw another instructor coming behind the podium, and in his hand, he was also holding a student, and this student
Ur is quite familiar.
"Chrissy!"
Several tutors in the college, including Constantine, could not help but change their expressions slightly. There are differences between people, especially between students.
Take the mediocre student just now. Almost no one among the tutors here, including Constantine, knew his name. However, when the tutor brought Chris to the backstage, most of the tutors present glanced at him.
He recognized it.
After all, in the eyes of the instructors at this kind of magic academy.
What happens to a "gifted student" and what happens to an "ordinary student" are completely different concepts.