169 Golden Snowflakes, the End of Christmas

The result is still not dead.

Director Sophia lets go of Zhuang Mingge with the excuse of "If you start today and work for me for thousands of years, I will forgive you."

Because he still had too much nostalgia for the world, Zhuang Mingge agreed to the request without hesitation, but did not see the pity of Vice President Keinchel and another young man.

He is now completely immersed in the gratitude of escaping from death.

It is so lucky to be able to point to one of the world's top seven magicians and say a lot of disrespectful words, and those who survived were probably the only one in the world. Zhuang Mingge still had such thoughts at this moment.

He had no idea what kind of dire straits he would be to welcome him next. It would be a dark and dear, thousands of years later... No, it was about ten years later when Zhuang Mingge suddenly felt that if he died directly at that time, he might have been much more relaxed.

In short, he is still not aware of his own disasters and difficulties.

"Very good." Academy Director Sophia nodded with satisfaction, and his eyes moved to the screen in the control room, and the scenes of the auditorium were played.

The chiefs of the fifth grade have already appeared. The atmosphere on the scene is like a volcano that suddenly erupted after many years of silence. Every inch of space is burning with enthusiasm, and the overwhelming cheers resound in every corner of the auditorium. From top to bottom, there are filled with enthusiasm, joy and excitement everywhere.

"It's almost time, and it's time for us to make a debut." Vice President Kainchel looked at the time and reminded Director Sophia.

"I understand, come out." She seemed to be talking to herself, and seemed to be talking to Zhuang Mingge.

The next moment, time seemed to be lengthened, and the surrounding space began to twist, with tens of thousands of thin lines constantly twisting around Zhuang Mingge, and his eyes were dark and lit. When Zhuang Mingge came back to his senses, he found that he was already standing on the stage of the auditorium.

The huge world ball in the center of the auditorium has disappeared, replaced by the circular square that was once visible.

Zhuang Mingge stood above the square, behind the Director Sophia, watching the Director wearing a white female suit appear in a very cool way, and once again triggered cheers and resounded throughout the audience.

"College, College, College, College, College, College, College, College, College..."

The principals of the Saint Laurent private magic colleges have been the guardian gods of the academy. The world's top power has terrible power and popularity. Every time they appear in the academy, it will be like a twelve-level storm, causing huge commotion.

This time, it is no exception.

"Quiet!" Director Sophia didn't seem to like this noisy atmosphere. The audience suddenly became quiet and the needle could be heard. Seeing this scene, she nodded with satisfaction.

"As the principal of the Saint Laurent Private School of Magic, I am very dissatisfied with today's competition."

——Have you ever been satisfied

Zhuang Mingge couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"But you did work hard, and I see this too. So I won't blame you, but what I said will never change. Those who have not won the chief position have slept outside in the snow for six consecutive days."

The scene suddenly became sad and in a mess.

"So it's quiet!" Sophia suppressed countless people's resistance again and continued: "No more nonsense, let's get to the point right now. Here is a reward for all the chiefs, Barrett, give them the reward!"

Zhuang Mingge was stunned for a moment, reward, what reward? Before he could react, his palm suddenly sank and a few more things appeared, including five silver cards.

This is...the scroll of silver?

"Yes, Master of the College." Zhuang Mingge fell quietly in front of the five chiefs, and smiled and handed the silver cards to the five chiefs one by one.

"Congratulations, Noah."

"That's great, sister."

"Miss Karin, you are really amazing."

After saying hello to the familiar three people, Zhuang Mingge handed over the five silver scrolls and stepped aside. The next protagonist was not him, but the five chiefs.

Sure enough, the overwhelming cheers sounded again, purer and more enthusiastic than ever.

After a long time, the cheers finally subsided. Director Sophia said, "I have left the college for a while, but the college was messed up and there were a lot of problems, so take advantage of today's efforts to solve all the problems."

Zhuang Mingge's heart moved and understood what she was referring to.

"A few days ago, I heard a letter from Vice President Keinchel, saying that someone in Saint Laurent was unauthorized to study the necrotic magic, and now I have brought this person."

A huge magic array suddenly unfolded on the ground below, and the light flowed, and a figure appeared in front of everyone.

Zhuang Mingge couldn't help but open his eyes wide and showed a shocked expression. "How could it be him..."

Wien Cinzo, the silver-haired man who had arrested himself and locked Zhuang Mingge in a confinement room for five days, was the most loyal lackey of former student president Waffite.

Now he himself seems very haggard, his expression is dull, and his eyes reveal despair.

"Do you have anything else to say?" asked Academy Director Sophia.

"No." Wenqinzo said coldly.

"The information on the necromancer magic should have been completely blocked. Most people cannot see its practice method at all. Where did you find the information on the necromancer magic?"

"Learn to learn without a teacher."

Wienchenzo seemed to be planning to hide something, and insisted that it was all done by himself.

College Director Sophia looked at him with cold eyes, and gently stroked his right hand, and another magic circle appeared next to Vincenzo, and another man appeared slowly.

Waffit Vincent.

"Sir, it's been a long time since we met!" As soon as Waffit came on stage, he greeted Academy Sophia respectfully.

"Waffet, why are there people in your student union who study necromancer magic?"

Faced with the questioning of the college director, a lot of cold sweat oozed out of Waffit's forehead and said, "Everything is my negligence. The college president, I am willing to admit my mistake and be punished."

"Did you say you don't know about this at all?"

"That's exactly that." Waffitt said guiltily.

If Zhuang Mingge believes this, it’s too fake.

"Nether magic is a taboo in the magic world. Magic that no one is allowed to study and practice. All materials are managed uniformly in the basement of the library. There are very few people in the entire college who can enter the basement. Except for the three of us deans, there is only one person. Do you know who it is?"

"It's me." Huafite said calmly.

Zhuang Mingge really didn't know that the student president had such a great power.

"Then what else do you have to say?" Academy Director Sophia's eyes became colder. She was one of the world's top seven magicians and a great golden wizard. Even if she killed Waffit on the spot, the Vincent family would not dare to complain, and would even say that it would be good to die.

Waffit also understood this and quickly said, "Sir, I have never stole information about the necromancer magic. Everything is because of my negligence. I am willing to be responsible for this matter. I am willing to go to the Magic Council. I am willing to accept fair approval, the Sir, the Sir."

He is the pride of heaven. He doesn't want to die yet. He must fight for all hope of survival by himself.

The Magical Council is the best choice. He is a descendant of the Vincent family. Although the Thirteen Crowns of the Thirteen families don’t like each other, if the family pays a certain price, it will be enough to escape from the crime.

"No need, just die here." College Sophia seemed to be tired of his quibbling, and raised her hand and wanted to kill him.

"I'm just negligent, and I won't die in death!" Waffit was frightened, and he couldn't help but scream sharply, "Sir, I'm just dereliction of duty. I definitely didn't mean it. I'm also a victim. I won't die in sin. I shouldn't die here. I want to go to the Magical Council, I have to go to the Magical Council!"

Vice President Kainchel said: "Sir, please hand over this matter to the Magic Council."

He was also afraid that Sophia would kill Waffit in anger and bring endless magic to Saint Laurent. It was indeed a good choice to hand it over to the Magic Council.

If the Magic Council really makes unfair decisions, Saint Laurent will also stand in a reasonable place, put pressure on the move, attack, retreat or defend, and stand invincible.

Although Sophia wanted to slap him and Vincenzo to death, since Kaincheer had said so, "I understand, I'll leave it to you." Say it, and turned around and disappeared.

Kainchel smiled bitterly, grabbing Waffit, who was almost limp and the desperate Vincenzo, and in the blink of an eye, the three of them whizzed by like a gust of wind and disappeared.

The last young man left, another deputy dean of the Saint Laurent Private Magic Academy, Marlit said: "That's how it is. From today on, the mixed-race children leave the quarantine area and move back to the dormitory. No one is allowed to make things difficult for the mixed-race children for any reason. In addition, today is Christmas, please enjoy the festive atmosphere."

After saying that, just like the first two, his body suddenly turned into a breeze and dissipated in place.

The chief battle is over.

The happy purebloods and the mixed-race men who were rehabilitated temporarily put aside their hatred and enjoyed the Christmas atmosphere.

There were laughter and joy coming from all over the college, and laughter filled every inch of Saint Laurent's space.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, with the bells of Dangdang, the entire academy fell into a carnival.

"Look, golden snowflakes are falling in the sky!"

"Really, what the hell is going on."

“So beautiful, so beautiful.”

Surprising sounds came out from every corner of Saint Laurent. In the depths of the dark sky, golden snowflakes fell from the sky, and heavy snow like goose feathers covered every inch of Saint Laurent.

Overwhelming, endless and endless.

The golden snow is like the most beautiful gift on Christmas, with beautiful blessings, fire trees and silver flowers all night, and the joyful laughter permeates the entire Saint Laurent.

This is a snow that will make all students remember for life.

In that depressing but joyful festival, the golden snow, like a gift from a god, came to Saint Laurent. That night, all the students sleeping outside in the snow entered their wonderful dreams with the golden snowflakes.

In their dreams, they seemed to have dreamed of something wonderful, with a smile on their lips.

Every golden snowflake, like the warmth of mother, surrounded the entire Saint Laurent, dispelled the cold of the night, and accommodated all students.

At the same time, the top office meeting of the student union.

Zhuang Mingge fell on the sofa, exhausted and had no image at all. "I finally finished it. It's really a fatal plan to make up for this Christmas. Do all the classmates like the golden snow?"

He said this, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Of course." Karin, who was standing by the window, turned her body and swung her ponytail, which looked very beautiful. "I will definitely like it. This is the most beautiful gift for Christmas."

"Is that so good!" Zhuang Mingge smiled, forced himself to walk to Karin's side, and took out a small box from his pocket, "Give it, your Christmas gift."
To be continued...