The man in the strange wizard's robes that looked vaguely familiar walked toward him. The melon-growing wizard's watermelon rolled to the ground, and he whipped out the wand on him with a swish, pointing it at the newcomer as he watched the other man gradually approach in alarm. Forcing up his courage, he asked, "You... are you a new colleague, or a contact sent by the Pureblood families? I don't think I've seen you below. Hello, my name is... pronounced in your English, it should be Kaji Ryouji... Wait, stop coming closer, or else..."
But the moment his wand had only just settled on the newcomer, the other man lifted back his hood in front of him. He finally saw the man's face clearly, and the melon-growing wizard was so frightened his throat tightened; he could not make a sound at all. He felt the palm gripping his wand turn sticky, and his shiny forehead was covered in beads of sweat.
His hand would not stop trembling. In this situation, he should have pressed the Dark Mark and reported the news of Allen's arrival, but under the other man's gaze, he did not dare move a muscle. The only thought spinning through his head was how to save his own wretched life.
"Allen Ha... Headmaster Harris... I... I..." Sensing the dangerous, cold aura around Allen, the melon-growing wizard staggered back several steps, only to feel a hot stream run down from between his legs and flow out through his trouser leg. "I'm just... a melon grower... Don't kill me..."
"So, boss... how much for one of these melons?" Allen's smile was highly approachable, but in the eyes of the melon-growing wizard, it was clearly even more terrifying.
"Take whatever you want! Take whatever you want!" The melon-growing wizard only felt