The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

Some of the more resentful individuals even felt compelled to offer Mr. Simon a laxative tea. This is similar to the surge in missing aid girls across Japan within months of Japan banning slow-motion videos two years ago. Originally, everyone was hoping to enjoy a quick look, relieve stress, see newcomers, and learn something new.

The result was that he was wiped out all at once, but the accumulated pressure can't just disappear like that.

The Sunflower Manual is powerful, but not everyone wants to be an Eastern maiden. Fortunately, Leonard stepped in at this moment.

Mr. Seamus has betrayed us "again"? It doesn't matter; we never fully relied on him in the first place. What kind of backup plan is it if it's not launched from behind?

The perverted sister complex quickly provided a new outlet for the resentment (and energy) of the mercurial beasts: JPAV's annual audit series special reports, "Where Did the Huge Amount of Education Funds Go?", "Who Stole Our 25 Billion?", and "Forever on the Road—The Criminal Chronicle of Kousaka Kyosuke and Iteiro Nozomi."

So, overnight again, those of you browsing the forums the next morning found that the pinned title of that section had changed again: "Counterattack the Left-Winged Reversal of Verdicts! Firmly Support the Anti-Corruption Campaign Led by the Organization's Good Leader, Leonard!"

Although Mr. Simo went underwater at the time, he kept abreast of the developments of the matter, and of course he did not miss the little mess between Kosaka and Itsuki Nozomi.

However, what Mr. Simon couldn't quite understand was: "Why did I go diving in the first place? Why do I keep feeling like I've forgotten something very important?"

Simo muttered to himself on the podium, while Nozomi Itoshiki, sitting in Chidori's seat, continued her performance with complete absorption. While no one outside the regular students believed it—"Nozomi Itoshiki, are you really that poor? First, give back the 25 billion yen you embezzled with your siscon!"—the problem was that the others were ultimately just a minority in Class 1-F!

Although they are all experts in amalgam (even the useless one like Takanashi), although they are all elites among elites (even the scum like Niji and the masochist like Butaro), although if they were thrown into a death game with ordinary students, they would definitely be the ones to survive.

But isn't the essence of democracy and reform simply about the minority submitting to the majority, and letting those superhuman elites be bound by the votes of ordinary people?

Even if you are Superman or Spider-Man, I'm sorry, although I know you have saved the world and more than once, you only have one vote, and please respect the result of our joint vote.

And if you're a "Pancake Man" from the Chinese Federation, sorry, you're not eligible to vote. Want to? First, apply for permanent residency in Brittany, prove you're over 18, and prove you're who you are. What? You want to run? Are you over 25? Have you lived in Brittany for 7 years? What do you mean, "fulfilled"? How can you prove you have?

Of course, if you were Iron Man, hahaha, boss, how many votes do you want to buy this time? Who do you want to vote for? Huh? You want to be a senator? No problem! After you're elected, we can arrange for Ms. Marvel to give you a foot massage. What, you want Spider-Man to make you ramen, or Hulk to massage your shoulders? No problem! Absolutely no problem! So, this time, will you be paying by card or cash?

If it were a matter of flaunting wealth, Mr. Simo would probably be quite willing to use this very typical "democratic" method to slap the old scoundrel in the face. Of course, the others in the amalgam group might also be willing, but... no way...

So they could only watch helplessly as a group of ordinary students, overflowing with sympathy, initiated a democratic vote under the instigation of Nozomi Itsuki and Kosaka, who was obsessed with his sister, and it passed smoothly.

Even if they all voted against it, it didn't matter. Even if they were the only two groups in the class who knew the truth, it didn't matter, because they were the minority.

"Based on the voting results, there were 21 votes in favor, 13 votes against, and 4 abstentions. I hereby announce that Class F of Grade 1 agrees to use class funds to compensate Teacher Color for the lunch expenses paid by her today, totaling 2 yuan (including tax)."

After saying this, Mr. Seamus coldly looked at the gloating siscon and the old scoundrel: Don't think you've already won!

72. Mr. Seamus's Counterattack: I'm informing you on behalf of Class F!

Mr. Seamus on stage announced the vote count with a blank expression. The die-hard sister-lover in the audience was the first to stand up and applaud, and the other students (even the members of Amalgam had to follow suit) also joined in the applause.

They are celebrating, celebrating this "democratic victory" achieved by the Department of Color under the guidance of universal values!

Amid applause, Nozomi Ishigaki walked back onto the stage with a radiant face. Although his smile was just as lewd and excited as the one everyone had seen in the photos, this time everyone could understand: he was a miserly money-grubber who, upon seeing money, wished he could see the naked teacher lying on his bed waiting for his favor.

That's why Mr. Ximo didn't kick the old scoundrel Xise off the stage this time like before, because Xise Wang wasn't there to speak or receive an award; he was there to collect money.

Although this small amount of money is really nothing to Mr. Simon, Nozomi, or even the die-hard siscon, it's more than just money!

Can the compensation funds obtained through democratic means even be considered money? They're just for saving face! And they're also a new trap!

Does Mr. Seamus have money? Of course he does, but it's his own money. But what was the result of the vote just now?

Class 1F agreed to use class funds to compensate themselves for the lunch money they had paid for in advance.

Does Class F in the first year have class funds? Of course they do, but the current amount is 0, it's zero.

Everyone was so focused on voting that they completely forgot about the fact that class funds for class F hadn't been collected yet!

So how did Simo repay himself when he didn't have any class funds? Of course, it was his own money!

This is like plucking feathers from a miser!

Of course, Simo could do what I did and pay in advance, then get reimbursed later when the class funds are collected. But what would others think of him? He would inevitably be criticized as "self-serving in his work but not for personal gain."

Even if no one said it at first, couldn't he and Kosaka have encouraged them?

Do you know what truth is in the eyes of a steamer?

A lie repeated a thousand times becomes the truth!

Do you really think that lying and spreading rumors can stop me and Kosaka?

If Simo chooses to collect the class funds first and then repay the money, or chooses to default on the debt, both he and Kosaka have countless backup plans waiting for him.

Kosaka just gave me a good talking-to in the channel. No wonder he's a guy who's always having professional internal battles with Leonard.

So now the money in Simo's hands is no longer money!

That's Ximo's face! The sound of counting banknotes is the sound of slapping Ximo in the face!

Xi Sewang couldn't wait to slap someone in the face—oops, I mean count the money. Well, money doesn't come easily, so he had to count it several times and make sure it was clear in front of Mr. Ximo.

Oh dear, Simon, I absolutely did not mean anything by it. You know, even brothers should keep clear accounts. Although a more appropriate analogy for our relationship would be father and son, as the saying goes, "A teacher for a day is a father for life!"

But even if they are your own children, things should still be clearly stated, right? Even inheritance needs to be notarized, doesn't it?

"So, Simon, where's my money?" Nozomi asked Simon while rubbing her hands together.

Mr. Simo hesitated before asking Nozomi Siseki, "Ms. Siseki, do you really want this money?"

Without hesitation, Nozomi answered, "Of course!"

Kosaka is waiting to see me slap you in the face! Hurry up!

But Mr. Seamus still hesitated, and he asked again, "Are you sure? Do you really want it?"

"Absolutely, definitely, and certainly!" Xi Sewang said, "Don't even try to delay, you can't escape anyway. Haven't you heard that the sooner you die, the sooner you're free?"

Are you sure you won't regret taking it?

"No backing out! If you do, I'll take your surname!"

"Okay, please wait a moment..."

After saying that, Mr. Ximo picked up a piece of white paper and quickly wrote a whole page, then solemnly sealed it and handed it to Xisewang.

Xi Sewang stared blankly at everything that was happening; the paper, which was so light, really felt weightless in his hand!

What is this? Is this some kind of IOU? This is the result of a democratic vote! How can such a serious matter as democratic life be resolved with just an IOU?

Do you think you're drawing Breton government reserve bonds? Treating bonds like money? Don't you even know your own limitations?

Most importantly, IOUs can be repudiated...

Then, the "righteous" Xi Sewang spoke up again: "Xi Mo, from my perspective as a teacher, I feel it's necessary to give you a social lesson in advance. Giving out IOUs as soon as you owe money is wrong..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Mr. Ximo interrupted him: "Ms. Ximo, please note these points. First, it is not I who owe you money, but the entire Class 1-F. Although I am also a member of Class 1-F, the distinction between the 'greater self' and the 'lesser self' still needs to be made clear. Second, who said this is an IOU?"

“How can this not be an IOU? I asked you for money, and you wrote this piece of paper for me. What else could it be but an IOU?” Xi Sewang retorted angrily as she unfolded the paper that Mr. Ximo had folded.

However, the truth surprised Nozomi to the point of dropping her jaw!

Mr. Ximo's calm and unhurried voice echoed throughout every corner of the classroom: "Department Teacher, I am now officially informing you on behalf of Class 1-F that, from the date you receive this notice, Class 1-F has officially entered bankruptcy liquidation proceedings."

During this period, the daily work of the class will be taken over by the liquidation team composed of myself and my classmates. We will liquidate, evaluate, process, and distribute the class property.

Furthermore, we will strictly adhere to the laws of Area 11, prioritizing the disbursement of liquidation expenses (in short, Mr. Seamus's kickback); secondly, we will settle the students' labor insurance premiums—wait, I don't think we've covered that; no problem, thirdly, we will settle the outstanding taxes—I don't think we've covered that either; so congratulations, Ms. Iroha, we will finally use the remaining assets of the class to settle all debts owed to you.”

Like a gambler who has lost everything, Xi Sewang opened his bloodshot eyes wide and asked, "So how much will you pay me back in the end? A thousand? A hundred? Or ten?"

Mr. Simo shook his head helplessly and said, "Unfortunately, only 0 yuan."

Xi Sewang felt as if his heart had been stabbed. He gripped the paper tightly in his hand and asked, "How come there's only 0 yuan?"

In response, Mr. Ximo patiently explained, "Because our class's fund is 0 yuan. If it weren't 0 yuan, why would I need to apply for bankruptcy protection?"

73. Debts incurred through democratic and legal means should certainly be resolved in a democratic and legal manner.

"So, Ms. Xise, you have to understand, it's not that I don't want to pay you back, but we must strictly follow the procedures. After all, democratic life is a big deal, and every action we take must be procedurally legal! Do you know what procedural justice is?"

Xi Se thought to himself: Xi Mo, you're a terrorist, a baka who shouts "halal" all day long, and you're talking to me about procedural justice? Don't you think it's ridiculous?

Xi Se wanted to interrupt, but Mr. Xi Mo didn't give him a chance to speak at all. Mr. Xi Mo, already prepared, started by talking about the concept of procedural justice, blah blah blah...

Then, without pausing for breath, he launched into a discussion of the origins of procedural justice, before veerging into basic requirements, and so on...

Xi Sewang became increasingly alarmed and dizzy as he listened, feeling utterly overwhelmed: Damn it, when did this little brat learn all this?

Meanwhile, after finishing his "theory," Mr. Simon finally began to give an example of Class F: "The current procedure is that Class F's assets are zero. No matter how dissatisfied you are, no matter how much you max out your card, I can only regretfully inform you that the card balance is zero. So our class is bankrupt!"

Seeing that Ximo was finally about to finish speaking, Xise Wang quickly opened his mouth: "Then my money..."

However, having caught his breath, Mr. Simon was not about to give the old scoundrel a chance to control the public opinion: "Of course I know that you are worried about your money, but I can't force everyone to raise money for you to repay your loan now, can I? You should know that the core premise of the establishment of a modern corporation is limited liability!"

"Limited liability, teacher, do you understand?"

"Don't understand? That's great! No, I mean, it's okay, I'll explain it to you!"

"Oh, you know it again? No problem, I'll help you refresh your memory. You're welcome~"

"In short, this limited liability means that a shareholder is only liable to the extent of their own investment! So how can I force everyone to pay for anything beyond their investment? Because that would be against procedure and the law!"

"Well, I won't deny that everyone's previous investment was zero. But please believe me, the amount invested has nothing to do with our willingness to return your money! Really!"

"Huh? You're asking how a company with zero registered capital could possibly exist? Oh dear, teacher, you're out of touch. Now, in Japan, to encourage those with ID numbers to start their own businesses and solve the employment problem, we've started implementing a company registration system. There's no need for capital verification, so you know what I mean."

Halfway through his argument with Ximo, Xi Sewang was already on the verge of vomiting blood. Still unwilling to give up, he seized the opportunity when Ximo finally stopped to take a sip of water and asked, "What happens after the bankruptcy? What will happen to Class F?"

Mr. Ximo, feeling much better, laughed heartily: "Of course, we'll form a new Class F! Don't worry, it'll be the same team, the familiar Daoist style, and you'll still be our class teacher, I guarantee it!"

It's just two sets of names and the same crew, right? Which mercury alloy company isn't familiar with this? For example, the Kousaka Sister Complex's fighting group, the Kousaka Sister Complex's naval base, the Kousaka Sister Complex's "Last Battalion." Although they have countless names used to promote themselves, today they use one name to plant a mine in this mine, tomorrow they use another name to cause an artificial mudslide on that mountain, making the whole world's media think that the earth has entered a great age of terror, but the guys inside are actually just the same group of people.

Debts must be repaid, and children must repay their parents' debts. Isn't that a matter of course?

Simo, you can run away, but you can't hide!

So, thinking he had found a loophole, Nozomi Sekiro confidently demanded her money back: "Simo, after all you've said, you still have to use Class F's class funds to pay me back, right?"

However, his reply was met with another eye-roll from Mr. Ximo: "Sorry, Ms. Xise, not to discourage you, but although we're both called Class F, from a legal perspective, we're two independent and completely different legal entities. Do you understand what a legal entity is? Oh, Ms. Xise, you understand this time? Okay, then you explain this legal entity to our class, consider it extracurricular teaching~"

Xi Sewang opened his mouth but couldn't utter a single word. Heaven help him, he just didn't want to listen to Mr. Ximo's off-topic rambling anymore. Who knows what a legal person is?

Seeing Nozomi's expression, Mr. Simon sighed, "That's why it's important to know what you know, not to pretend you know what you don't."

Although Mr. Ximo was practically bursting with laughter inside, he desperately held back because he still needed to continue fooling Xi Sewang and the whole class.

Mr. Simon then explained the concept of a legal person and the difference between a legal person and a natural person. The key point of his explanation was that a legal person is not a person; a legal person is an organization with civil capacity. A group of people can establish one legal person, or multiple legal persons, or the same group of people can establish two completely different legal persons at different times.

"In short, Old F's debts ended after his bankruptcy liquidation was completed. To put it simply, the debts are extinguished upon his death. Therefore, Professor Xi Se, your claim has no legal effect on New F, because the two are completely different legal entities."

"Wait a minute, in the end, isn't Class F still just the same group of you?"

"Yes, but please note that they are separate legal entities. The one who owes you money is Old F Class, and you can only ask Old F Class for it."