If you want to survive after transmigrating, become the male protagonist's new mother.

The walk to the teaching building isn't long, and the weather isn't hot today.

But Pei Yuening still managed to break out in a light sweat.

The question is about being nervous.

He secretly peeked out and glanced at the straight back of the person at the very front.

He Shuming, one of the four dukes, an SS-level powerhouse, is the newly appointed dean of academic affairs, head of the second year, and professor of potions.

The titles are so numerous they're like stacked buffs.

If this kind of person wants to deal with someone, they don't even need to lift a finger; a single glance is enough.

Pei Yuening glanced at Lin Huaijin next to her again.

Lin Huaijin remained expressionless, showing no trace of the fierce demeanor he displayed when arguing with someone in the auditorium earlier.

...Is this the Crown Prince's mental fortitude? Indeed, the struggles among nobles have always been like this.

Pei Yuening withdrew his gaze and obediently followed.

The second-grade classroom is on the third floor of the teaching building, at the end of the corridor.

When He Shuming pushed open the door, the classroom was already mostly full.

The buzzing voices stopped abruptly the moment the door opened.

All eyes turned to her—first to He Shuming, then to the people behind her.

Pei Yuening sensed the meaning in those gazes.

Curious, gloating, and always eager for drama.

And that Cao Dan guy, I really want to go up and give him a couple of whacks.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Pei Yuening lowered her eyes and followed Lin Huaijin inside.

He Shuming walked up to the podium and put the stack of documents in his hand on the table.

"sit."

Just one word.

Everyone immediately sat up straight, afraid of being subjected to military drills on the spot.

Pei Yuening found a seat by the window and sat down, with Lin Huaijin next to him.

Noah and his group sat in the back row, their expressions still not good.

He Shuming stood on the podium, his gaze sweeping across the entire audience.

She didn't rush to speak, she just stood there.

The classroom was so quiet that you could hear the wind rustling through the leaves outside the window.

"Just now in the auditorium," He Shuming finally spoke, "there was trouble."

The troublemakers were taken aback.

Noah.

Noah looked up abruptly: "Yes...yes, teacher."

"Stand up."

Noah stood up, his face pale.

He Shuming looked at him and said, "Tell me what you did in the auditorium just now."

Noah's lips trembled slightly: "I...I am..."

"What is it?"

"I just said a few words to him..." Noah's voice trailed off.

"How many words were said?" He Shuming's tone remained unchanged: "Chasing after someone and berating them for five minutes in front of the entire faculty and students, and you call that 'saying a few words'?"

Noah fell silent.

"Article Six of the new regulations states that no one may use their family background to pressure others while at school," He Shuming said. "You, on the other hand, didn't use your family background to pressure anyone."

She changed the subject.

"You publicly humiliated your classmate, which is even more disgraceful than using your family background to suppress others."

Pei Yuening sat in her seat, motionless.

In the original work, the teachers at the Holy Academy were so useless that they were practically just decorations. No one cared when the students caused trouble, and no one stood up for the protagonist when he was bullied.

Now He Shuming is standing on the podium, and a nobleman's son is so speechless after being questioned by her.

This is what a school should be like.

"Noah, apologize to Pei Yuening," He Shuming said.

Noah's face flushed red: "I—"

"Apologize."

There are only two words: no room for negotiation.

Noah clenched his fist and turned to look at Pei Yuening.

His eyes held resentment and humiliation, but he had no choice; he had to take the bribe whether he wanted to or not.

"...I'm sorry." He squeezed out the three words through gritted teeth.

The people behind him also whispered "I'm sorry."

Pei Yuening blinked.

Oh, this.

To be honest, he didn't expect things to develop this way.

The original owner had bullied others before, and now they're retaliating with insults; it's actually a form of karma.

But he couldn't say that.

Moreover, Noah wasn't cursing the original owner, but Pei Yuening—although Noah himself didn't know it.

"...Garlic, garlic," Pei Yuening waved his hand, "It's over."

Noah was taken aback, probably not expecting Pei Yuening to accept it so easily.

Shouldn't he take this opportunity to crack open his skull?

He Shuming glanced at Pei Yuening: "And you too."

Pei Yuening stood up immediately: "Yes, teacher..."

"I won't comment on what you were like before, but once you're under my tutelage, students should behave like students."

He Shuming said, "I heard you've recently corrected your ways. In that case, keep it up."

Pei Yuening smiled ingratiatingly, "Okay, okay."

"Sit down," she said.

Everyone sat down together.

He Shuming picked up the documents on the table: "You all heard the details of the reforms announced at the opening ceremony."

"The new class schedule is ready and will be distributed to you shortly."

"Starting this semester, the course structure has undergone significant adjustments."

She paused.

"The existing theoretical courses remain unchanged—magic circle theory, basics of natural magic, and general biology will be taught as usual."

"The practical training plan will be revised, and the instructors will decide on the direction of extension based on the actual situation."

"Two new compulsory courses have been added—Potions Mastery and Biological Identification Practice."

"In addition, the off-campus adventure practice originally scheduled for the third academic year has been changed from four semesters to two semesters. The requirements remain the same: each team must complete four A-level or higher commissions issued by lords or adventurers' guilds."

The classroom was quiet for a moment, then erupted into chaos.

"Potion Mastery? What's that?"

"Biological forensics practice...does that involve dealing with Warcraft?"

"The off-campus adventure program has been extended to two semesters? Doesn't that make it even more rushed?"

He Shuming raised his hand and immediately stopped talking.

"Ask any questions after class," she said. "Now, hand out the class schedules."

Files are passed from the front to the back.

Pei Yuening took the card and glanced at it.

The new timetable is packed with activities, much more comprehensive than the incredibly loose timetable in the original owner's memory.

Theory, practice, potion-making, biological identification practice... each course has a fixed time and classroom.

He stared at the timetable for a few seconds, only one thought in his mind—

Qin Shuxing, you're really awesome now!

Pei Yuening.

He Shuming's voice came from the podium.

Pei Yuening snapped back to reality: "Here!"

Come to my office after class.

Pei Yuening: "..."

Oh no, look what this mess has become.