Seeing Hernie work so hard for herself, Victor couldn't help but walk up to her.

Hernie, sensing a figure gradually approaching her, raised her head warily.

"Professor Victor?"

After recognizing the visitor, she hurriedly stood up and greeted him, pushing up the glasses on her nose.

Victor broke his poker face, which had not changed for a long time, and asked her with concern, "Aren't you tired?"

He knew that Hernie's job was arranged by the school, but her academic level was obviously capable of serving as a new teacher at the Royal Magic Academy.

Without mentioning whether it would be exposed to the public that he had such a talented person as his assistant, his own conscience also felt uneasy.

"Not at all!" Hernie shook her head decisively, her attitude firm.

"It's an honor for me to prepare lessons for the professor!"

A silly and somewhat cute little girl.

If it had been the previous Victor, he probably would have squeezed this little lamb dry, extracting every last bit of benefit, and then discarding her.

Bluntly, that was the kind of person Victor was. He would tightly grasp whatever was beneficial to himself.

In fact, with Vega around, he didn't really need an assistant to help him prepare course content.

With no one around, Victor decided to spare this silly little lamb.

He carefully measured his tone, trying to sound as indifferent as possible, and said, "You don't have to write speeches for me anymore."

Hearing these words, Hernie was taken aback, her body swaying unsteadily, unable to stand firmly.

She thought she had made a mistake somewhere, serious enough for Professor Victor to want to dismiss her.

"Professor, I can spend more time perfecting your speech drafts..."

Tears welled up in her eyes involuntarily, and Hernie's voice trembled as she begged Victor not to abandon her.

"Please don't abandon me, I'll definitely do a good job as your assistant!"

Victor's brow furrowed slightly. He didn't expect Hernie to react this way; he only hoped she could rest early and then fully display her talents at the Magic Academy on her own.

But she was preoccupied with the hope of being given a chance to correct her mistakes and continue working as his assistant at the academy, as if she was about to lose her job.

Vega fluttered his wings and gently explained in Victor's ear, "Why do you think that is?"

"This child is just a magic apprentice, she hasn't even reached the threshold of being a mage."

Victor suddenly realized, looking at Hernie in front of him, feeling regretful about her talents.

If it were a game, a magic apprentice's level would be in the 1-9 range, which is essentially a novice.

The Royal Magic Academy does not keep idle people. The basic requirement to become a teacher here is to become a mage.

Then the academy will consider the person's teaching ability.

Even if Hernie's knowledge was outstanding - even capable of preparing lessons for the academy's most talented students - as long as she had not become a mage, she did not qualify to be a teacher.

From Hernie's perspective, Victor understood how hurtful his previous words had been.

Hernie was just an assistant. If even he no longer needed her, the only two outcomes awaiting her were: waiting for the next professor's assistant position to become vacant, or leaving the Royal Magic Academy and becoming unemployed.

After losing her job, no one would find fault with the academy, only seeing it as her own inadequacy that led to her dismissal. She had devoted her life to learning, but in the end couldn't even find another job.

Victor wouldn't comfort her, because he was an infamous petty villain.

So he simply threw out a sentence, "Okay, I'll take back what I said before, Hernie. You've done well, without making any mistakes."

"I'll continue to use you, before you're completely broken."

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"So don't work yourself to exhaustion before then."

Hernie was delighted, nodding eagerly.

"Professor! I won't let you down!"

Victor was curious why the highly capable Hernie was willing to be an assistant.

He asked her about her experience as well.

Surprised that Victor would ask about her background, Hernie's gaze briefly darkened, but she calmly replied,

"I graduated from the Royal Magic Academy, but even until graduation, I hadn't become a first-level mage, so I volunteered to stay at the academy as an assistant."

The rest of the story was clear.

Other professors naturally had favorite assistants to keep by their side, while she had the ability but not the talent, so she naturally didn't catch anyone's eye.

It wasn't until the academy recruited a new professor, Victor, that she had the opportunity to work by the side of this infamous genius mage.

After hearing her explanation, Victor nodded and patted her on the shoulder, "Good job, since the academy has allowed you to stay here, they definitely won't treat you badly."

"I just arrived, could you show me around the academy?"

Hearing his request, Hernie nervously agreed and quickly tidied up the things on the desk.

"I haven't really explored the school yet since I just arrived, so I'd like to take this opportunity to have a good look around."

Victor said this, but he was well aware of the situation. In the game, he didn't know how many times he had come here, and he was very familiar with the secret garden behind the dean's office.

He said this just so the other party wouldn't get too tired from writing. Especially when they were writing for him, it would make him feel a sense of guilt.

Even though it was his own responsibility, he needed someone else to help him completely.

Of course, besides the guilt, he also felt quite refreshed.

Who doesn't like to slack off?

Hernie led him to explore the entire academy, patiently introducing various buildings to him - the garden, the lawn, the drill ground.

Victor nodded along, although this was all already familiar to him, like his own backyard.

When they arrived at the Arcane Hall, he stopped in his tracks.

This was the place where players could PVP and practice their magical proficiency.

But at this moment, there was a noisy commotion coming from inside, sounding like a student quarrel.

Victor frowned, suddenly understanding that campus supervisor who liked to search one rowdy classroom after another in the corridors.

Unruly children need to be managed, and unruly students even more so.

So he pushed the door and went in...

Erica's mood was at its worst.

She wanted to teach Victor a lesson, but ended up being scolded instead.

Even her beloved hair clip, a gift from her mother, had disappeared, sucked into the crevice of the teleportation array.

To retrieve the hair clip, Erica had come to the Arcane Hall to practice teleportation magic, trying to undo Victor's tampering with her array.

But obviously, she couldn't do it.

After one failed attempt after another, the sound of the array exploding, she clutched her golden hair in despair.

"So annoying, why do I keep failing!"

Erica became increasingly anxious in her attempts, and made a big mistake.

During her practice, she didn't cancel her teleportation magic, and the portal ended up in the middle of the Arcane Hall.

A student in school uniform had just stepped into her array.

The array activated automatically, a special red light flashing...

Whoosh~!

After the intense red light, the student disappeared without a trace!

Erica saw with her own eyes the student vanish into her array.

"Jack? Jack!?"

"Damn it, he's been teleported away!"

The accompanying young men and women were horrified.

And a flash of panic crossed Erica's eyes. She had made a grave mistake!

"Oh no! He's been teleported to another dimension!?"

She anxiously worked the magic, trying to retrieve the unfortunate victim.

But no matter how she communicated, the teleportation array gave no response at all!

That poor student, just like her unlucky hair clip, was gone for good.

The current scene was so similar to the one in the lecture hall before.

At this moment, everyone noticed Erica's panicked expression as she frantically worked her magic.

The teleportation array in the middle was linked to her magical elements.

And only today was it revealed that Erica had learned teleportation magic.

In that instant, the students in the Arcane Hall erupted in fury!

"Erica!"

"It was you! You're the one who teleported Jack away!"

"You did it on purpose!"

There are two major factions among the students in the academy - the aristocratic faction and the commoner faction. The aristocratic faction and the commoner faction have never gotten along, and in their eyes, these people who entered through exams are often just dogs that will end up working under their family.

While there are conflicts between the commoners and the aristocrats, this is the Royal Magic Academy, where strength is the ultimate arbiter. So while the two sides have their disagreements, they won't easily escalate into full-blown conflicts.

But now, in the eyes of these commoner students, Erica Du Chloe, the star genius of the aristocratic faction and the young lady of a ducal household, has undoubtedly slapped them in the face with her actions.

The noble families generally don't come to the Arcane Hall - after a day of studying at the academy, they often return home to continue their studies under private tutor mages. Only the commoner students who were admitted with average scores come to the Arcane Hall to practice tirelessly.

Since they can't surpass the nobility in terms of family background, they can only try to surpass them on the path of becoming mages. But no one expected that the ill-tempered Erica just happened to want to retrieve her hairpin, leading to this major blunder.

At this point, no one cares about the truth of the matter anymore - the commoner students just want an outlet to vent all the grievances they have suffered.

"Erica, you need to apologize for your actions! Apologize and return Jack!"

Alone, facing the condemnation of the crowd, Erica could not defend herself, just bowing her head in silence, continuing to try to teleport the missing student back.

But amidst the scolding of the students, her mind was in complete disarray, unable to even calm down. She could only angrily retort, "I can't do it! It was a magic mishap on my part, I don't know how to bring him back!"

This only further enraged the commoner students. "You've harmed our friend, and you won't even apologize? You nobles are so heartless, your fangs that cannot coexist with us are finally revealed!"

Erica bit her lip, fists clenching as resentment welled up in her heart. "Victor! What am I lacking compared to you? You can easily do what I can't!"

Suddenly, a cold, detached voice sounded from the doorway, "You all seem to have a lot of free time." Victor stood there, a strange crow perched on his shoulder, his indifferent gaze sweeping over them. "If you want to write a reflection, then keep arguing in front of me."