Elsewhere, the little fool flew crying into her dormitory, groped around the completely unchanged furniture for quite some time, and only after eating half a cake did she suddenly realize that the cake had a shelf life of only three days.
"Daddy lied to me!" Victoria stuffed the cake with only a three-day shelf life into her mouth in two or three bites, plopped down on the bed, and was just about to squeeze out a couple of tears when she suddenly noticed the exercise book in her hands.
She furiously knitted her brows and wrinkled her nose. After sitting there for a while, she walked to the desk, spread open the exercise book, and picked up a pen.
She couldn't really repeat a year, could she?
The two Wednesday morning classes for second-years were Magitech Language and Dueling Class.
This year's Magitech Language professor was still Professor Holder Bode.
However, the second-years seemed to have grown accustomed to his strictness and preferential treatment of good students.
After all, led by the outstanding students in the front rows, this year's second-years had more or less developed a culture of diligent study. They all wanted to become "good students" favored by Professor Bode.
But with the start of the second semester, the already difficult Magitech Language class became even harder.
Dark also gained more from attending the lectures.
His Magitech Language steadily improved.
During the second Dueling Class, Professor Jones assigned the second-years a new task for the semester—compete for the Academy Cup!
Starting from their second year, students could finally officially participate in the competition for the Academy Cup.
At the end of last semester, they could only watch as spectators while the elites of the four Houses fought fiercely in the House Tournament. Aside from the students of