You call this a black hand?

The sound of horns whining outside the window continued to sound.

In the conference room, facing the probing eyes of the people around him, the childlike principal did not respond. Instead, after a moment of silence, he suddenly stood up from his chair.

"Just come here first."

He said: "I need to deal with some things, you can do it yourself."

Having said this, he seemed to be in a very stable mood and turned around and left the meeting room, leaving behind a group of school senior officials who looked confused and confused.

"Old campus...the sound of the horn...it seems that this is not a simple horn, but that old antique?"

After a while of silence, someone suddenly said: "Isn't there something wrong with the heir trial?"

"What could go wrong?"

"Say, Egg Wilson made it?"

"Are you kidding me?"

After being the first to deny this, they had no other clue, so they could only look at each other in confusion.

The simple sound of the horn may not make people think much, but if you look carefully, it is clearly a special item called Burne-Jones' Howl that is stored in the ancient collection room of St. Grant's Castle.

This thing is an old antique. It is said that every time the school faces a major incident, it will sound by itself.

However, no one actually hears it making a sound on its own, so people can only hear the sound of it being artificially blown during school-related celebrations.

And now, it seems to be ringing on its own?

In fact, it is possible that someone broke the rules and blew the horn secretly, but if that were the case, the principal, who has always been "mature and prudent", would not have this reaction...

People in the conference room were suspicious.

Rationally speaking, they do not believe that the so-called heir test can be successful.

But if not, could other major events have happened?

This is even more confusing...

All in all, the senior executives are currently a little confused.

Except for a certain young black-haired woman.

Unlike others, Juliana was full of confidence in someone, so much so that when she saw an abnormal phenomenon, she immediately thought of whether someone had really passed the test.

However, after looking at the people around her who were talking in low voices at this time, Juliana did not say anything, but calmly opened the book of secret words to the label "Old friends with corrupt personal ethics and shameless evil"

page, and then wrote some words on it.

"A horn sound suddenly appeared in the school, which was suspected to be related to Burne-Jones' Howl. Browning seemed to have noticed something and has now left the conference room."

"He looked a little panicked."

"I suspect that he ran to find Melen, but I'm not sure how he would react when he saw the person."

Before these few sentences, there were still many chat records, all of which mentioned topics related to this heir trial.

In fact, after discovering the birth of a mutation during the "examination proctoring", Juliana had already begun to contact her former friend, Mrs. Chelsea——

She originally didn't want to talk to him, at least not in the short term.

Because it is said that as soon as she left Chelsea Manor, the other party took the opportunity to entangle her sweetheart, which was simply shameless and despicable to the extreme.

However, this matter was very important right now, and she was not sure how the school would react to the emergence of the heir, so she could only temporarily put aside her grudges and discuss how to deal with it with her "old friends".

"It's unlikely to be related to Melen. Didn't you say that becoming the heir requires saving many people?"

A word came from the other side, obviously very puzzled by this.

The knowledge reserve of a senior wizard, the physical fitness of a senior hunter, and a history of "good deeds" that have saved five hundred people.

In Mrs. Chelsea's view, her students only fit the hunter category and nothing else.

Therefore, she actually had no expectations for this before.

So now, when she heard Juliana say this, her first reaction was disbelief.

"But if not for this, what else could have caused Browning to leave suddenly?"

"A major event related to the school but not related to the heir suddenly happened during this time period?"

"It can't be such a coincidence, right?"

Juliana sent three rhetorical questions in a row.

In contrast, she did not know Mellen's details as well as Mrs. Chelsea, so her self-confidence was much higher than that of the other party.

"Many coincidences happen every day in the world, so this is nothing surprising." The other person responded.

"...Forget it, just be careful anyway. If possible, it's best to rush to the scene quickly to avoid any unexpected situations."

Confidence is confidence, and Juliana is not blind.

Mellen is indeed very strong, but she doesn't think she is strong enough to defeat an "old monster" like Browning.

Because just like his friend Sabella Yin, as the principal of a top wizard school, Browning's strength is no longer limited to the top wizard level.

And now, there seems to be an heir to Fort St. Grant.

So how would he, the current principal, react?

Are you willing to be demoted from principal to housekeeper and accept this reality without hesitation?

Obviously impossible.

It's like living an honest life in your own home, but one day a stranger suddenly breaks in and claims that the house and even the land are his. If you don't move out, you need to obey his orders...

It's hard to say that normal people would have a good attitude towards this, let alone show obedience.

In fact, if she hadn't felt that running there was useless and might hinder Melen's escape, she would have wanted to follow him to the scene.

Instead of staying in school and doing this kind of stalking.

"If this matter really has something to do with Mellen."

When Juliana was worried about this, a sentence came from the opposite side of the Book of Secrets, "According to my expectation, Browning will not take action directly. He will only find out the truth of the matter first."

"But you can't guarantee this, right?"

"That's right, so I'm already at the scene."

"That's good. If you are here, I can rest assured——"

The words stopped abruptly.

Looking at this sentence sent by her friend, Juliana felt a sense of vigilance in her heart.

How could he arrive at the scene in such a short time?

Although I have realized that my former friend intends to compete with me for a man, it is one thing to realize it, and it is another thing to realize that the other person is so "active".

It would be too difficult to deal with a love rival who is wealthy, beautiful, powerful, and has a good personality...

"Fortunately Melen came to school."

The only thing she can be happy about now is this.

"Otherwise, if he stays in Graham City, sooner or later he will be eaten up by a sultry woman like Yin Sabella."

…

The entrance to the suitcase-sized "basement" is relatively narrow, but fortunately Melen is not fat, so he can barely squeeze in.

Then he discovered that "underneath" the suitcase was a marble corridor illuminated by faint blue torches.

The corridor is completely white, and the end of the field of view is a corner, and the situation behind the corner cannot be seen.

After his steps stabilized, Meren had just taken a step forward when a gentle voice suddenly sounded from all directions.

"Welcome, Mr. Egg Wilson."

"……Who are you?"

This inquiry did not receive a response.

After thinking about it, Meren stepped back, then stepped out again.

"Welcome, Mr. Egg Wilson."

The gentle voice sounded again.

So Mellen can be sure that this is just a simple "procedure."

So he ignored it and started walking forward along the corridor.

When you reach the end corner and look inside, you will see a fork in the road ahead, which separates the two sides. There is a door at the end of one side and another door on the other side.

Choosing one of them at random, Mellen opened the door and looked, and a room full of bookcases came into view.

After stepping in and looking around for a moment, he looked at the desk surface in the center of the room.

At this moment, there was a huge yellowed map spread out quietly, with a large number of black lines intertwined into what seemed to be a huge building complex.

And among these lines, there are countless small black dots quietly existing, some are motionless, some are gathered together, and some are moving slowly.

"What? The Marauder's Map?"

Looking down and looking down, Meren raised his hand and touched a particularly conspicuous black spot on the map, and a person's name appeared above the black spot.

Priestley Browning.

This name made Mellen feel a little familiar. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly realized that it seemed that the principal of Fort St. Grant was named Browning?

"It can't really be him..."

Mellen was surprised by this.

Because on the map, in addition to this name, there are some "options" that seem to be very special -

Drive away.

hostility.

call.

Lockdown and isolation.

Limit the scope of activities.

Specify taboo behavior and speech.

Permanent expulsion.