Victor approached the magic tower, touched the barrier, and his magic trembled slightly.

[Identity verification successful, Professor Victor. Welcome back to the Mage Tower.]

A slow-moving black mist appeared before his eyes, and when he came to his senses, he was already inside the tower.

"So that was the teleportation array."

After climbing the stairs, various ores containing powerful magic were scattered throughout the tower, and the books were neatly arranged, a stark contrast to what he had seen outside.

Looking at the spotless floor, Victor immediately realized that the place had been cleaned.

He heard a gasp behind him and turned around.

A woman with short, flowing hair appeared before Viktor, her fluorescent yellow eyes fixed on him. Perhaps because Viktor was staring at her, her cheeks flushed, and her voice trembled slightly as she asked:

"You must be Mr. Victor?"

Viktor turned back and admitted it.

The girl continued, but her tension didn't lessen at all:

“I…I am Hennie, your teaching assistant,” she said, handing Viktor a speech draft. “You just need to memorize it before class this afternoon, and then you can teach according to the content of this speech draft.”

Viktor took the speech, glanced at it briefly, and nodded: "Thank you."

Henney suddenly felt lost and ran out of Victor's office.

Viktor thought to himself, "The academy really did a flawless job."

No one in this school knows the true extent of Viktor's knowledge, even though he is a very powerful third-tier mage.

Even though the school gave him a professorship, it was only because of his magical talent.

If Victor is just a good-for-nothing, even with nominations from two families, the professorship wouldn't go to him.

What he needs to do now is to give a speech based on the school's prepared script. As long as he does it flawlessly, at least outsiders will not be able to find any fault with it.

Our professors at the Royal Academy are definitely not just dabblers!

Viktor picked up the speech again and looked at it for a while.

Since there are readily available options, why not take advantage of them?

Noon passed in the blink of an eye, and the afternoon weather was even brighter.

People from all walks of life are waiting for the young professor from the Royal Magic Academy to give a speech, and they are also very curious whether this genius professor who has been silent for many years is just a gimmick created by the academy.

When Viktor arrived in class, he had already memorized the speech perfectly. He only needed to take out a part of it and talk about it to easily pass the test.

That was originally what Viktor thought.

But after scanning the classroom and seeing a blonde enchantress sitting in the front row, he changed his mind.

At 17, she is the most talented student at the Royal Magic Academy in recent years.

Her family background was also exceptionally distinguished.

Second only to the ruler, the duke's daughter.

Erica du Chloe.

He never expected that the person he had offended the day before yesterday would become her student.

Erica naturally noticed him as well, her beautiful eyes sparkling with a strange light, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

'So this is the pretty young woman from yesterday's headline? She's quite pretty, let me see...tsk tsk, so young, yet already a second-tier mage, that's something.'

Vega whispered to Victor over his shoulder.

The reason Vega was able to come into the classroom with Victor was because the Royal Magic Academy never prohibited keeping pets, nor did it restrict the types of pets.

The dean himself raised a watermelon with eyes.

Compared to that creature, the one-eyed crow is not such a rare species.

Viktor cleared his throat and addressed the students in the classroom:

“I am Victor Clavner, a professor at the Royal Academy of Magic, and now your teacher.”

"Today's lesson is: The Influence of Array Composition on High-Level Magic Systems."

......

Viktor gradually became more skilled and absorbed in the task, and time passed quickly.

About forty minutes later, he looked at his clock and saw that it was four o'clock in the afternoon. He waved his hand.

"get out of class dismissed."

A feeling of relief welled up inside me:

Great! The lesson went very smoothly without any problems or questions.

As Victor prepared to leave, Erica, who was sitting in the front row, suddenly raised her hand with a smile.

"Teacher, I have a question, could you please answer it for me?"

Viktor's expression darkened slightly upon hearing this.

Sure enough, troublemakers arrived.