Bell's Most Respected Professor

"Gege!?"

"Bell!?"

"Big Brother!?"

"Awoo!?"

The shadow of the previous incident had yet to fade, and this familiar scene made everyone recall once again the fear of being ruled by explosions.

"Uh, accident! This really was just an accident!"

Bell scrambled to his feet, covered in dirt and ash, and hurriedly explained.

After successfully grinding down the bone powder, he had gotten so excited that he accidentally allowed the Ice Soul Stone's Magic Power to break free from its restraints. Highly compressed Magic Power was like air compressed together—once released, it instantly blew away everything around it.

Of course, the force unleashed by Magic Power far exceeded that of air. A crater nearly two meters across had appeared in the grass, and even the large tree Bell had been leaning against had been blown away.

Fortunately, Bell always wore a Defensive Trinket. The Shield Charm triggered by it blocked the blast of Magic Power, leaving him merely disheveled and uninjured. Otherwise, his "prison sentence" might really have been extended indefinitely.

Although Bell hopped and jumped around in an effort to prove that he was unharmed, Hermione still worriedly inspected him from head to toe. Only after confirming it herself did she finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"You always cause trouble the moment no one's watching! Can't you just stay put for once?"

Hermione reached for Bell's waist, skillfully pinched and twisted it, and scolded him in disappointment.

I've been staying put for ages!

Naturally, Bell only dared to think that. He absolutely did not dare say it in front of everyone. It couldn't be helped—those who follow the Way gain support, while those who lose it gain little. He had carelessly lost the people's hearts before, and now even his own little sister would not take his side. What