"Huh--asked it knowingly." Snape looked down at him.

Although his height is more than ten centimeters apart, Vincent is not as weak as a weak side.

"Professor, you finally feel our mood."

Snape sneered, "Wayne, no matter how sharp you are this time, it's useless.

Organize students to strike, maliciously post photos of slandering professors, and even without repentance-"

He turned his head and looked at the ring.

Hermione and Daphne were tugging with their hair and gasping in small mouthfuls.

"Tell me, Granger, how many school rules did Wayne violate these 'glorious deeds'!"

Hermione, who was named, almost blurted out.

She took a deep breath and her eyes were no longer panicked.

But when he met those dark eyes, his mood, which had not yet been completely calm, became nervous again.

"Professor Snape, not Vincent alone, we have violated 27 school rules in total."

The little trap didn't work, Snape snorted coldly through his nose.

Today, no one can save these little bastards.

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Chapter completed!