The Teaching Assistant's A-Rating, an Easy Win

The box fell to the floor, and Uriel's projection vanished with it.

Sally looked at Sono coldly.

Sono clenched his teeth, trembling all over.

Not yet a Wizard, he was now facing the Magical Pressure of a First-Rank Wizard Apprentice head-on, and instinctive fear rose within him.

Sally said, "Sono, as a student, you should focus properly on your studies instead of constantly trying every possible way to curry favor with a powerful Wizard."

"Currying favor with powerful Wizards will not teach you anything."

"When you no longer have any value to use, those powerful Wizards you fawned over will not choose to help you. They will only cast you aside."

"I have said all I need to say. Leave."

"Thank you for your great tolerance, Wizard Sally." Sono lowered his head slightly. After Sally withdrew her Magical Pressure, his bearing once more appeared calm and composed.

Sono left with elegant steps.

Relying on a powerful mentor-level Wizard had gradually restored some of Sono's former noble poise.

Perhaps he was not a genius.

But so what?

As long as he had a mentor standing behind him as a backer, even a First-Rank Wizard Apprentice as lofty as Sally could only lecture him verbally and would not dare truly do anything to him.

Watching Sono leave, Sally coldly spat, "Stubborn beyond redemption."

Sally then turned her gaze to Leo, her eyes softening somewhat. She said, "Leo, there is no need to care about what Wizard Uriel said. You have your own way of growing. At the very least, in Potionology, which Prossians are not good at, you have shown great talent. That alone means you do not need to follow the growth path unique to Prossians."

Between Sally and Tesla, Tesla was actually more like Uriel in that he also leaned