"Ahem. Good morning class. I am your magic history professor, Francis. Gosh, what is with the smell? Did you come here from your self defence class? I asked specifically for my class to be placed before that. Anyway, today I will just touch on the basic syllabus that we are expected to go through at the end of the semester. Now please pay attention, as I will not repeat this again."
Liu Feng inherently disliked history of any kind. And paired with a boring teacher, he compared it with torture. After a painfully boring hour passed, an hour Liu Feng regretted would never come back, they left, and went to the final class of the day, magic practicals.
They went back to the training grounds, but regrouped in an entirely different section, where there were a lot of dummies and targets. A young, attractive woman was at the forefront, barking instructions at a few students already there. When she saw the new group of students, she turned to greet them.
"Hello, rich brats, spoiled nobles and lowly commoners. I will teach you how to use magic, but I highly doubt that many will even understand what I am doing. If even fifty percent passed my class, I would be surprised. Don't worry, this class is not counted towards your graduation, but, well, its the only one that matters in your stupid syllabus. As for that sham of a magic theory class, I don't even know why it exists.".
The students were furious by now. Clearly a long day of insults and taunts hurt their ego, and they couldn't take it anymore. So, a big guy came forward.
"You dare say that to me? I am a duke's son! Your life is like a bug to me. And what do you mean we can't use magic? I had a personal tutor who was probably ten times more powerful than you, you smut."
"What did you call me?"
"You are the one who didn't even introduce herself to us before provoking us. What should I call you huh? Replace the m with l?"
The woman grew angry, and her hair suddenly went flying up, and the air around the students grew hot. She disappeared all of a sudden, to reappear next to the student who spoke. She held his neck, and he started choking.
Liu Feng saw this and quickly picked up a rock on the ground and threw it at the woman. It flew fast and hit her on the head. She immediately faltered and let loose her grip. She looked in the direction of Liu Feng and saw dust on his hand. She was about to fly at him, but then a loud voice was heard.
"Jean! Is this how you behave on your first day as a teaching assistant? Get out now!". An old man descended from the sky. Liu Feng looked at him with apprehension, because Liu Feng knew that he was standing there the whole time. He only acted then with the stone, because the old man wouldn't until the boy was half dead.
The boy shouted at Jean, "I will kill you. Do you know who my father is? Once he knows that you touched me, no one can save you."
The old man flicked the boy's head, and he fell back.
"Do you even know her name, boy? She is surnamed Klein. She is the only child of a king! I really want to see how you will kill her."
When the boy heard her surname, his eyes grew wide, and he went back to his place. The old man then looked at the rest of the students. Everyone was dejected because of her show of strength and her taunts.