I’m In Charge of SCP

Remember in one second【】

Three minutes later, Zhang Jue hugged his shoulders and looked at the directors in front of him who fell on the ground and howled with disdain.

"A few of you are not doing anything. Before I tried my best, you all fell down."

In the battle with these "culprits", Zhang Jue didn't keep his hands, and the moment the battle started, he was fully fired and turned into second gear.

Several great magicians couldn't even hold their wands firmly, so he punched them one by one, and they all smashed to the ground.

They are always pampered and in high positions, and when Zhang Jue's righteous fist hits them in the face, all of them are dumbfounded.

They originally thought that even if they could not win, they would still be more than enough to defend with each other, but Zhang Jue ended the battle in a very violent way.

The students in the stands grew their mouths. At this moment, they felt almost the same as Zhang Jue.

How come these teachers and directors who are usually aloof fell so quickly?

Aren't they all 9th-level great magicians?

It's so fragile and vulnerable?

Is that consultant Zhang so strong?

Could it be that the magic they learned is really not suitable for this era?

Zhang Jue completely shattered the sacred status of magic in the hearts of these students.

Countless question marks flashed in their minds.

But now, no one can give them the answer.

Magic is the strongest, and magicians are the strongest. This is a concept that the teacher has been instilling in them since they went to the magic school.

Including themselves think so.

They can fly on a broom, fetch things from the air, and can do many things that ordinary people can't do.

They once thought that they were the pride of heaven.

After all, there is only one magic school for tens of billions of people in the world. They are not the chosen person, so who is it?

But reality gave them a slap in the face.

So many teachers and directors were all defeated by Zhang Jue, and they were completely defeated.

During the whole process, it was too late to blink.

The battle is over with the effort of peeing.

Looking at the Easterner who was not a few years older than him, the students in these magic schools could no longer tell how they felt.

Zhang Jue's fist not only knocked down their teacher, but also collapsed their three views.

Probably, they need some time to calm down.

Especially those students who are about to graduate, they should think carefully about whether they will continue to engage in magic-related work.

The students' thoughts will not be mentioned for the time being.

At this moment, the teachers and directors who were knocked down by Zhang Jue felt extremely ashamed.

How does this allow them to gain a foothold in the magic school in the future? How to teach those students?

Rudolph, the administrative director, was beaten with two teeth missing. He was half lying on the ground, looking excited: "Zhang Jue! You can't be like this! You have so disregarded the face of the magic school and wounded so many teachers. This is a diplomatic incident! I want to lodge a complaint with you to the Anomalous Biology Administration!"

"Wow, I’m so scared to make a complaint." Zhang Jue laughed, then knelt down to look at him, putting on a stinky face, "Diplomatic incident? You **** know diplomatic incidents, you give me a message. Why don’t you think about diplomacy when you set it up! Let me put it here, you **** file a complaint, the Administration receives my complaint letter a year, and there are no 100 or 80 reports. If they take care of you, I’ll take Take your head off and kick it for you!"...

Zhang Jue swallowed Rudolph with swearing words, flushing Rudolph with anger, speechless, and the dignity of the teacher disappeared.

He stood up and wanted to compete with Zhang Jue again, but was stopped by Hobson's hand.

Among several directors, Hobson is the strongest, and he is also the first person to realize the difference in strength between the two sides.

So when he was beaten a few times, he immediately gave up resistance, even threw his staff away, and covered his face with his hands.

Zhang Jue only kicked his **** a few feet, but his face was the least injured by a few people.

Hobson stopped Rudolph because he knew that even if a few people joined forces to attack, it would only be humiliating.

He looked up at Zhang Jue, but his expression was not so ugly: "Consultant Zhang, you have beaten and scolded, and this matter can be over."

Facing reality and accepting reality are qualities that a mature politician should have.

This Hobson has something.

As he said, this is a magic school after all. Under the gaze of so many teachers and students, it is impossible for Zhang Jue to behave like them.

Besides, he is not guilty of death, and hangs up for a fight at most.

The two sides fell into a stalemate for a while.

At this time, the old principal who had been silent since the commencement of the graduation ceremony finally spoke. He took the microphone in front of him and coughed slightly: "Consultant Zhang, thank you, this farce is over."

...

In fact, the reason why such a thing happened in the magic school today is not that Hobson wanted to usurp the throne.

Fundamentally speaking, the core of the contradiction is actually that the old principal wants to change, while the middle-level schools such as Hobson and Rudolph want to maintain stability. The collision between the two concepts is caused by the difference.

If there is anything wrong with Hobson, it is probably because the methods he used are not so glorious, and most importantly, he kicked Zhang Jue's iron plate.

If Principal Alfred fails to invite Zhang Jue to help out, then it is very likely that he will

^0^Remember in one second【】

Under the pressure of a group of directors and teachers, he took the blame and resigned.

The magic school will take a different path.

For the students of the magic school, or even bigger, for the entire class of magicians.

It is still unknown which option is better to change or maintain the status quo.

But things have already happened. With the help of Zhang Jue, the old principal has regained the initiative in the situation.

He slowly stood up, turned around, and faced all the teachers and students in the audience.

"As the principal of the magic school, I am incompetent." He said, "At the end of this graduation ceremony, I will resign as principal."

When Principal Alfred said this, the audience was in an uproar.

Even Hobson looked at him in surprise.

Obviously he won, why should he resign?

The old principal pondered for a moment, and continued: "Don't panic, everyone, this is a decision I made after careful consideration."

"I am old. Although I am still alive, I can feel that my body is gradually decayed and withered. If I were an ordinary person, it would be fine, but I am the principal of Harvard School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and I cannot continue to do this. , I must be responsible for the teachers and classmates in the school and for you."

"I have served as the principal of the magic school for decades. I admit that this is a difficult decision. However, it is not someone else who prompted me to make this decision—the one in front of you, the special advisor of the Anomalous Creatures Administration, Zhang. Mr. Jue."...

When Principal Alfred said this, he coughed a few times and paused for a moment.

The eyes of those teachers and students naturally fell on Zhang Jue.

They still couldn't understand why the old principal planned to resign because of this person.

"I disappeared for a while before and got sick after coming back. I know that many of you are thinking crazy. Now I can tell you, as you guessed, I am not sick, but injured. He was commissioned to do a very dangerous thing and almost died. In the end, it was this consultant Zhang Jue Zhang, who saved me and helped me kill the enemy."

The task of killing Ion was confidential, so the old principal couldn't elaborate, but only these few words still caused a great response.

The old principal continued: "Unlike me, he has a momentum and vigor. I think this is what you need, what the magic school needs, and even what the magician world needs, so I I specially invited him over, just to let him tell you what kind of existence we magicians are in the eyes of outsiders."

When the old principal said this, the teachers and students in the audience could no longer restrain their curiosity and began to whisper.

Only then did they know that Zhang Jue was so powerful that he had saved the life of the principal.

Even Hobson was stunned.

He didn't expect that Zhang Jue was so strong that the old principal was a magician. Before he was injured, Dunlop didn't dare to say that he would definitely win.

It seems that this time, I really kicked the iron plate.

Is the outside world really perverted to such an extent?

After the old principal finished speaking, no matter what kind of thoughts people had before Zhang Jue, they would not dare to make a mistake.

The look in his eyes all became hot.

It is wrong to do anything when it is not recognized by others.

But if your strength is strong to a certain extent.

Even if it is wrong, it is right.

This is human nature.

At this moment, the teachers and students of these magic schools seem to have forgotten that Zhang Jue is still just a Muggle who can't use magic.

"Okay, let's not say much, let's get back to the topic." Seeing that the atmosphere has been rendered almost, Principal Alfred turned his attention to Zhang Jue again, "Next, I will invite consultant Zhang to bring us all the graduates. Let's have a wonderful speech!"

...

Because of a crushing battle and Principal Alfred’s words, Zhang Jue’s reputation at Harvard School of Witchcraft and Wizardry changed from hatred to friendliness.

In fact, in the final analysis, ~www.novelmt.com~ is not because they recognized Zhang Jue, but because he has the ability to crush everyone.

Zhang Jue knew this, but he didn't think it was wrong.

Worshiping the strong is the norm in any world.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Zhang Jue smiled slightly and slowly walked to the podium.

However, he hasn't waited for him to speak yet.

There was a thunder in the sky.

Dark clouds finally covered the entire magic school.

The gaps in the cliffs of the back mountains gradually became larger.

Countless black breaths gush out from inside, like a dam that has been washed away by a flood.

The most critical moment since the establishment of the Harvard School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has quietly arrived for more than a thousand years.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^