The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

Chidori regretted not thinking of this sooner. Was it because Mr. Seimei had once expelled her teacher yesterday, causing her to lose face, that she subconsciously assumed reconciliation between them was impossible?

Damn it! We have to stop him!

"Old..." But just as Chidori was about to speak, she discovered that someone else reacted even faster and more directly!

“Mr. Ximo! Now is the time for Class F to make democratic decisions! Do you want to interfere?” Mr. Ximo, with his upright character, said righteously.

Huh? Miss Chidori is confused again~ (To be continued.) mz

112. Inhuman! Outrageous! The most inhumane thing in the history of human education!

In fact, Ms. Chidori wasn't the only one who was confused; Ishiiro-sensei was too: How did it suddenly become that he was the one interfering with democracy?

After yesterday's experience, he didn't want to care about the class meeting or anything like that in Class F at all.

The class monitor is the strongest damage dealer in Amalgam. There are usually small leaders, mini-bosses, and puppet bosses among the students in Amalgam, and they have now formed a united front. I am just a logistics person, why should I get involved?

Besides, helping students distribute notebooks is just too damn shameful!

I have a side job as a teacher, so I can't possibly help with this; I really can't bear the embarrassment!

As for causing trouble or anything like that?

Aren't you afraid of being anally violated by guys after sex?

It's not worth it, not worth it at all!

So before, Nozomi Ishigaki always maintained a neutral stance, keeping to herself and acting as an invisible person and Akarin in the class.

but......

Classmates, look at the time! Class is about to start!

Shouldn't we put a stop to this game of playing house in a democratic way?

Actually, Xi Sewang just wanted to remind everyone that class would start in ten minutes, so that those who needed to go to the restroom should go quickly, and those who wanted to drink water should drink it quickly, otherwise they wouldn't have a chance later...

Huh? Why is that?

It turns out that when Ms. Xi arrived at the faculty office this morning, she received a last-minute notice from the academic affairs office regarding special arrangements for today's teaching content.

What kind of special arrangement was it?

If I had to describe it, it was an arrangement that even Nozomi Ikei herself found utterly outrageous. Its content was nothing short of insane—no! It was utterly inhumane!

It can be described as the most inhumane and unscientific thing in the history of human education—the placement test at the beginning of the school year!

That's right! It's a diagnostic test!

After a whole vacation of fun, we have to take exams when school starts. Is there anything more anti-human and anti-social than this?

This made Nozomi Ikei hesitate, wondering how she should tell the students in Class F in order to avoid being beaten up by them!

Nozomi Itsuki could even foresee: once she brought that up in class, Kyosuke Kosaka would pull out several ropes, Shinji Matou would pull out many torches, and Mr. Seymour would stuff many iron pineapples into her stomach!

This is also the main reason why Xisewang has kept a low profile this morning.

Originally, Nozomi Itoshiro planned to tell everyone at the end of the morning meeting and before the first class started, because that way, at least she wouldn't get beaten up by the students before class even began.

If I can slip away before school ends, I might still have a chance to survive.

However, things seem to have taken a new turn. Before he could even speak, Mr. Simon interrupted him and even accused him of being a "poisonous vegetable"—this was utterly a fabricated charge!

The angry Nozomi Ishiro originally wanted to say a few strong words in her defense, but she suddenly stopped herself from speaking.

Huh? This looks like a good spot to dig a hole?

If the situation becomes "it's not that I didn't tell everyone beforehand, but that Simo wouldn't let me say it," then wouldn't it be possible to shift all the blame onto Simo, that idiot?

His small eyes darted around, and an idea came to him. So he continued, "Um, Ximo! I..."

"Stop talking! Professor Z...! The contradictions of democracy must be resolved through democratic means! This is an inviolable principle!"

As expected, Mr. Seamus once again forcefully interrupted his speech, which played right into the hands of the old scoundrel.

Hey everyone! You all saw it, it's not that I didn't want to say it, it's that Mr. Seamus told me not to!

So don't blame me if you find out the truth after class starts!

However, this performance doesn't seem to have enough intensity; it lacks emotional impact.

More importantly, if I immediately shut up as soon as that idiot Simo opens his mouth, wouldn't that make me look like I'm afraid of him?

The perfectionist performing artist, Mr. Nozomi Itsuki, who cannot tolerate any flaws, once again pours his heart and soul into dedicating his passion and sweat to the audience.

An anxious expression appeared on his face, and his firm eyes revealed a sense of righteous indignation. At this moment, Xi Sewang was not performing alone; he was doing it for Class F and to protect the most fundamental interests of the students in Class F!

"No, wait, Mr. Ximo, listen to me. The conflict between men and women can't continue. I think I need to end today's morning meeting because..." At this point, the old scoundrel Ximo deliberately paused again.

Mr. Ximo, completely unaware of the old scoundrel Xise's intentions, could only sink deeper and deeper into his trap: "Shut up! This is too ugly! Too ugly! Xise Wang! Do you really want to turn back the clock of history in order to cover up the real contradictions and for the sake of so-called harmony? Teacher Xise! Wake up! Don't abandon your dignity as a teacher!"

But Nozomi Shiki still insisted, "No! Simon! I have my reasons for doing this, and even if you seal my mouth, I will still speak!"

Mr. Seamus was going crazy. Why was it so hard for him to gain reputation?

He had truly reached his limit with this old scoundrel who kept causing him trouble!

Since that's the case, then let him get what he deserves!

"Guards! Tie this poisonous vegetable advocate up! Tie him up! Gag him!" Mr. Simon, standing on the podium, waved his hand, and the boys immediately gathered.

Yoshi! The plan is working!

Xi Sewang could hardly contain his excitement, but with amazing willpower, he managed to hold back. However, this time, his voice sounded somewhat strange.

In the eyes of the whole class, Kyosuke Kosaka rushed forward and grabbed Nozomi Itsuki's shoulder. Shinji Matou pulled out a woolen rope with a diameter of one centimeter from somewhere, and Butarou skillfully tied Nozomi Itsuki up.

"Hey! Kosaka, what do you think you're doing? Stop! I'm doing this for Class F!"

"Matou, are you trying to rebel? Be gentle! Be gentle!"

"Wait! Pig Taro, are you crazy?!"

"No! Yamete!"

Despite the fact that it was clearly an act of violence, every student in Class F who witnessed it felt something was amiss.

Why do I feel like Ms. Xise seems to be really looking forward to this? At that moment, more than one student thought this to themselves, silently adding, "Sure enough, this teacher is a pervert too!"

(To be continued.) mz

113. Massive biological weapons? Sure, that's halal!

Mr. Xise is very pleased with himself now.

Mr. Xise was so pleased with himself that he almost laughed out loud.

Although on the surface, Mr. Xise looked disheveled, his face also displayed a very realistic expression of grief and indignation, as if he wanted to kill the enemy but was powerless to do so.

But Mr. Isoki had no intention of dying such a point: "Bah! I want to live! How could I just collapse like this? Everything was part of my plan!"

At that moment, a voice screamed in Mr. Xise's mind: "You bunch of idiots, your time to be smug is only a little while! Just wait and see how you cry! Come on! Come on! Come and shut me up!"

Mr. Xise, who is about to successfully shed his burden, is overjoyed at once again completely outsmarting the mentally challenged Ximo!

What's even more exciting is that he accidentally dragged down a certain siscon, a certain insect-eating Shinji Matou, and a studious pretty boy (unfortunately a pervert) Taro Sado!

Huh? You're asking about Emiya Shirou and Takanashi?

Hmph! One of these guys is a righteous idiot who drowned in his ideals, and the other is a slow-witted airhead. Isn't it only natural that I'm better than them? What's there to be proud of?

To make those two run wild is a piece of cake.

Even though it was these two guys who bound their hands and feet with ropes under Taro Sado's guidance, Mr. Itsuki wouldn't bother to rank them!

Wise people have their own pride!

That's why you two can only follow orders from others, while I, Mr. Xise, can trick everyone!

So, old ginger is spicier!

Just then, as expected, Mr. Iso heard a certain idiot's exasperated voice: "Don't forget your mouth! Don't forget your mouth!"

Hmph~ This brat lost his temper after just a few moves? Nothing special~

Mr. Sei once again felt superior to his own intelligence: 【Simo, you just wait to take the blame for me! Hahaha!】

But the next second, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared in his field of vision, almost making Xi Sewang suffocate.

Since just now, Li Weizhong has been thinking about one question: what exactly did he do to offend Mr. Ximo, that he would release such a strong killing intent towards him?

You know, I almost got heart palpitations from the fright before!

First, in terms of appearance.

Although I am only of average ability, at least I am not the kind of person who would scare people when I go out, right?

So, could it be in terms of body shape?

Li Wei lowered his head and touched his belly: "Isn't this a great example of the superiority of socialism with Chinese characteristics?" And doesn't his round figure easily remind people of a certain beloved national treasure?

Therefore, Li Wei believes that this is not a valid reason.

Hmm, maybe it's because of personality? Or interpersonal relationships? Wealth? Clothing taste?

It doesn't seem to be either of those.

"It can't be because I abandoned so many books, can it?"

Li Weizhong had no idea that he had guessed the truth. Instead, he immediately denied it: "Impossible! The Chinese Federation has Green Dam! It's known as the 'Great Wall of the Cultural Field'—internally controlling the internet and protecting netizens from those dirty and corrupt capitalist cancers; externally closing itself off from the world, preventing foreign media from even getting a peephole into how happy the Federation's people really are! With her around, how could my lousy online novel possibly have reached Japan!"

Besides, who would be so bored as to go to the trouble of bypassing the Great Firewall to read their own erotic fiction?

As a result, after thinking about it for a long time, Li Wei still couldn't come up with a solution, which made him extremely anxious!

Do you even care about your life?

In the end, Li Wei had no choice but to come up with a desperate measure: to try his best to please Mr. Seamus so that he wouldn't be willing to kill him.

At that moment, an opportunity arose for Li Weizhong!

Mr. Despair! Yes, you're the one!

Haha! This is truly a stroke of luck!