Magic Academy Bans Harem

Chapter 175 New Classmates
One day shortly after the summer vacation began.

Kraft Schneizer, holding a pile of documents, stood in front of an office door with a feeling of great trepidation.

The experiences during this period seemed to make him understand what the "ugliness" of the adult world is.

Faced with his application to transfer to a higher grade, Genlusi and the Zhiguan Council kicked him around like a ball. His application went from a small department at the bottom to a department at the council level, and finally, it was directly thrown to the dean.

It was just a transfer application from a junior student, but the dean had to handle it personally.

For a moment, Kraft didn't know whether this was reasonable or unreasonable.

Moreover, the arguments put forward by the members of the Council were also sufficiently plausible.

Regardless of the reason, Kraft's application was a special case outside the regulations. Therefore, the only person who could override the current regulations of the academy and approve the special case was the tree witch.

To be honest, Kraft didn't get any cold shoulder along the way, and the clerks he met didn't treat him perfunctorily because he was still a teenager. But even so, the cumbersome, complicated and rigid procedures still made him very angry.

Obviously, he was the victim. Whether it was the Summer Festival incident or the actual skills test incident, he was harmed to varying degrees.

But the compensation the college said seemed to be just verbal talk.

Kraft felt that as a student, the "power" he possessed was still too small.

And perhaps, if he puts pressure on the college through his family, he will get more attention and gain more benefits in solving the incident. But he cannot do that.

Because since entering Earls Magic Academy, this was the first time that Kraft made a decision that went against the family's wishes without telling his family.

"call"

After taking several deep breaths, Kraft knocked on the door of the dean's office.

A response of "Come in" came from the other side of the door.

For a moment, Kraft didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky.

Fortunately, the dean, who was always busy, was actually in the academy that day, although I didn't know what he was doing. Unfortunately, the dean was actually in the academy.

After entering the office, every movement of Kraft was extremely stiff.

The Schneizer family was not far from Earls College.

So, he grew up listening to various legends about the Tree Witch.

In the past, he didn't really have much sense of reality for these legends. Occasionally, when he saw the dean from a distance, he only thought that she was a very beautiful woman except for her white hair and pointed ears.

With two eyes and a mouth, he looks no different from an ordinary person, and does not look like the person in the legend who can eat children alive.

However, after the actual test, after witnessing the tree witch releasing the "solar eclipse" in the sky and laughing heartily, Kraft developed a deep fear of the dean.

Perhaps those evil deeds were exaggerated, but there was not a trace of falsehood in the words that described the Tree Witch as a living disaster.

"A student of the elementary department? What do you want?"

Facing Kraft was the back of a wide swivel chair.

It was obvious that the dean had no interest in Kraft and did not know him at all. Moreover, the pile of scattered documents on the desk must have been unread.

As for the rather rude dean, Kraft actually felt relieved.

Especially since he didn't have to face the dean head-on, his subsequent words became much smoother.

Trying to use concise words, Kraft began to describe his experiences and demands during this period.

After hearing what Kraft said, the swivel chair slowly turned around.

"Oh? In other words, you think the academy owes you something. So, you are using this as a bargaining chip to negotiate terms with me?"

Instantly, Kraft looked away.

It clearly happened just a moment ago, but now Kraft seemed to have forgotten what expression the dean had on his face. Apart from his sharp eyes, all the details of his face were only in the shadows.

Kraft swallowed hard and dryly.

what is the problem?

Did the dean use some magic?

Why did he suddenly feel that his body had completely lost all feeling, and the scene in front of him was disintegrating into countless particles?
This is not what it feels like to be face to face with a "person" at all.
"The culprit for the incident on the night of the Summer Festival was Malik Azan, the class tutor of Orange Glow at that time! Although the incident during the practical test had no direct connection with the current class tutor of Orange Glow, Professor White Spencer, his performance in the incident disappointed me. As a student, I hope that the class tutor can provide me with the protection I deserve! In addition, the actions of those Orange Glow students. They may not have violated any regulations, but in terms of morality, all their behaviors are very unbearable. I can understand the college and cannot punish them for this. But please also understand me. I can't pretend that nothing happened and frequently share a classroom with them. So, in summary, I apply for a change of class!"

Kraft was very glad that he had rehearsed this statement countless times before coming to the dean's office today.

So, even though my mind was blank and I didn't know what I was saying, the words that had to be said still came out smoothly from my mouth.

"Hmm~"

Listening to Kraft's statement, the dean pondered casually, reached out and picked up a stack of documents on the table, flipped through them, and found the part related to Kraft.

"I see. With your current grades, if they drop significantly due to problems such as the class environment, it will be a loss for the academy. Moreover, you are indeed unlucky to have been harmed in two accidents. However, your personal approval, um? The Yew Fir class you want to apply to transfer to?"

Suddenly, Kraft felt that the suffocating pressure surrounding him had dissipated a lot.

"you sure?"

Facing the dean's repeated questions, Kraft nodded repeatedly.

After getting confirmation, the dean turned the swivel chair a few times as if he was thinking about something interesting, and then chuckled a few times.

"I think your request is very reasonable, Cadet Kraft Schneizer. So, I approve your application. After that, just put all the documents in your hands on the table here. Then."

The dean said, tapping his collar with his finger.
"Remember to pick up your new uniforms before the new semester."

".Eh?"

Because the dean made the decision so quickly, Kraft, who looked dazed, hadn't reacted yet. However, at the dean's wave, he placed the document neatly on the dean's desk and fled.

"Although his grades are good, he doesn't seem to be very smart. He actually came to me."

After making a casual comment, the dean turned around and pointed the back of his chair at the door, and the door of the dean's office closed completely with a "click".

After escaping from the building, Kraft almost crawled into the nearby garden.

His clothes were soaked, but it was definitely not because of the summer heat.

Kraft, who had no idea that he had achieved a rare achievement in Earls College, was just breathing heavily.

If you think about it carefully, the so-called tree witch seems to be quite easy to talk to? Moreover, although her attitude is not good, she can be said to be approachable. However, Kraft still doesn't want to go to that office again in his life.
Opening day.

After causing a small commotion when entering the auditorium, Kraft attended the opening ceremony with the confused students of the Yewwood School.

When the show was over, at the intersection in front of the auditorium, Kraft noticed that "Chief" Cecilia Windsor deliberately passed him by.

"'Not everyone is like you~ I have no worries~ My family situation is more complicated~ I must enter the best class~ join the best seminar~ and become the best~'"

Cecilia laughed and spoke sarcastically beside Kraft.

Although his memory of the time when he was almost controlled by Malik Ezzan was a little vague, Kraft still remembered that he had said these words to Cecilia, and his young face turned red.

"That's right, Cadet Windsor."

"deserter."

Cecilia, who was laughing before, said this word indifferently and walked towards the road leading to the Orange Glory classroom.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Kraft seemed to have suffered a critical hit to the liver and just stood there at a loss.

Why did this Windsor student react so strongly?
Indeed, Cecilia's situation was very similar to his in the practical test, and Cecilia might even be a little worse off, after all, she was seriously injured because of the rampage of those female students. Moreover, those female students turned against them afterwards, forming a small group of like-minded people to maliciously discredit them, causing their position in the Chenghui class to be quite delicate.

But they didn't form a victim alliance, so they said deserters or something.
Moreover, since Student Windsor hates staying in the Orange Blossom School so much, why not just transfer away?
She has such good grades and the dean is so open-minded.
Just when Kraft was feeling inexplicably lost, a pair of big hands patted his shoulders.

"Hey! Kraft, I didn't expect you to transfer to our school. No wonder you seemed to have something else to say when we met during the holidays. You are not familiar with how to get to the Yewwood class classroom, right? Come, we will take you there."

Grenville showed his enthusiasm by showing his two rows of teeth.

"It's not impossible to find it, but I'm still asking you for help."

After looking at Grenville and Miriam beside him, Kraft nodded and said.

And Grenwell was suddenly touched when he saw that although Kraft was startled at first and instinctively shrank back when faced with his physical contact, he then just straightened his glasses and showed no sign of rejection, nor did he raise his hand to slap him.

So, he walked towards the Yew Fir Wood classroom with his arm around Kraft's shoulder more enthusiastically.

In the Yewwood Classroom, as a new transfer student, Kraft was inevitably surrounded by Yewwood Class students.

Although Kraft knew that this was as it should be, he still felt very uncomfortable with the feeling of being treated as an ornamental animal.

After observing the students of the Yew Fir School since the opening ceremony, he discovered some rather strange phenomena.

That is, there seems to be no "small group" among the students of Zishanmu school.

Although there is no way to avoid the difference between men and women, Miriam and Grenville spend more time together, but there is no clear-cut male and female camp.

Moreover, the absence of small groups does not mean that everyone is a lone ranger. On the contrary, everyone seems to have a good relationship.

For example, they talked about an interesting incident before. That is, one day during the summer vacation, almost everyone in the Yewwood class met Grenville and his childhood sweetheart, including Kraft.

Except for student Sylvie Latras.

The laughter caused by Student Sylvie's question "Am I the only one excluded again?" made Kraft feel that in the Yew Fir Wood class, he would not be isolated from the whole just because he was absent from some occasion.

Apart from this, there is no obvious "grade" system in the school.

For example, the most active student Miriam seems to have shared memories with every student during the holidays and is also trusted by everyone.

However, that’s only the extent of it.

Miriam did not become a "noble" in the class because of this, and was not considered a recognized class leader.

The reason why Kraft found these phenomena strange was that he had witnessed every "counterexample" discovered in the Orange Blossom class.

So, is this a situation unique to the smaller Yew Fir School class?

So, after comparing the two, which one is normal, the atmosphere of the Orange Glory class or the Yew Fir class?

"Although I have met you a little bit last semester, please allow me to introduce myself again. My name is Kraft Schneizer, from now on you can call me."

Having said this, Kraft suddenly hesitated.

Asking the Yew Fir class to call him by his last name always felt a little out of place with the atmosphere of the entire class. However, asking them to call him by his first name seemed too familiar.

"Craft. That's enough, right? We are classmates, and we usually address each other by our first names. Why is that?"

Grenville, who took over the conversation for Kraft, scratched his head, looking confused.

"Yes, it started with the professor."

In Kraft's impression, student Mercy Finn, who had always been very quiet, gave a timid reminder.

"Oh - so the professor was Professor Ritas from the beginning."

Grenville showed a look of realization.

The students of Yew Fir School may not have understood Ritas’ original intention, but Kraft understood Ritas’ “painstaking efforts” at the first time.

In a class where nearly half of the students did not have a surname, if the aristocratic system continued to be used, it was foreseeable that a gap would unconsciously form between the students.

Therefore, it should be Elson, no, Professor Ritas, who is maintaining the integrity of the Yew Fir Wood class in these inconspicuous places, so this class is particularly different.

While Kraft was talking to his new classmates, another playful autumn breeze blew into the classroom, blowing down the white curtain in the corner of the classroom.

Seeing the Iron Maiden with traces of time under the curtain, all the initial students of Zishanmu School except Xia Lu showed varying degrees of nostalgia.

But at the same time, they also looked at the newcomer Kraft with concern.

After all, it took them a whole semester to digest the shock of seeing the Iron Maiden in the classroom.

"That. Kraft, that is."

"I know! It's the famous torture device created by Duchess Bartlicia, the Iron Maiden!"

Kraft looked at the Iron Maiden and said with great energy.

Although it was nearly half a year late, and a lot of things happened in the meantime.

But Kraft finally found a place that suits him best.

(End of this chapter)