Erica's difficult behavior was entirely expected, and Victor quickly realized it as well; he had no intention of sitting idly by and waiting to be killed.

Just then, the bell rang, and Viktor smiled at her.

"If you have any questions, we can discuss them in the next class."

He has already finished his class, and his performance was quite commendable. At least no one could find any fault with him, so there was no need to create unnecessary trouble at this time.

Erica, not wanting to go along with Victor's wishes, pressed on, "As far as I know, professors are obligated to answer students' questions."

"Of course, if your title of professor is just for show, then you don't need to answer me."

Her aggressive manner did not arouse the dissatisfaction of those around her; instead, it made them even more eager to see how Victor would respond.

"How rude of me."

Victor rubbed his forehead and sighed. In this place where 'insiders' gathered, his feud with Erica was already common knowledge.

Everyone knew about his harassment of underage girls, so naturally they were happy to see the conflict between the two.

Perhaps, by taking advantage of this opportunity to get access to materials firsthand, we can have a headline for tomorrow's news.

Victor didn't want them to get what they wanted, otherwise he would become the new laughing stock of the academy and even society.

Of course, this won't happen.

But he was unwilling to lose face for Erica in front of so many people.

At least give her a small lesson.

Victor didn't back down when faced with Erica's question. His face darkened immediately, and he tapped the table in front of him, saying each word clearly: "This is my classroom, my rules, and I make the decisions."

"Also, if you're trying to use your professorship to morally blackmail me, I advise you to give up on that idea as soon as possible."

Viktor raised his head, his cold gaze revealing a hint of disdain.

I refuse to answer your question.

He had barely finished speaking when he was about to leave the classroom. But as soon as he lifted his foot, the surrounding scene began to blur, and flashes of blue light, like lightning, appeared.

Coming to his senses, he returned to the podium.

Viktor stared intently and saw a magic circle shimmering with a faint blue light.

"Teleportation array..."

"I never expected her to have set up something like this at the entrance."

Erica stared intently at Viktor with a proud and disdainful expression on her face.

It was as if she was trying to elicit a hint of panic and fear from Viktor for her amusement.

Then she said to Victor, "That's the question I wanted to ask."

"You won't get out if Professor Victor can't answer the question."

Those around who witnessed this scene were immediately stunned and wide-eyed.

Holy crap?

This is... teleportation magic!?

"The genius students of the Royal Magic Academy were able to set up a teleportation array without anyone noticing."

"Is this the strength of the top students at the Royal Magic Academy? Are second-tier mages really this powerful?"

"How could teleportation magic be deployed so mysteriously and so quickly?"

"This level of magical skill is simply terrifying!"

Victor did not answer in person because he inherited Victor's level and magic, but not Victor's knowledge.

He only knew how to use magic, but not the principles behind it.

It's like people knowing they can start a fire with a lighter, but not knowing why a lighter can start a fire.

Unexpectedly, Erica stumbled upon her blind spot.

Vega's voice echoed in his mind: "Do as I say."

Upon hearing Vega's voice, Victor felt his spirits rise, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Then, I'll give you one more lesson."

He pointed to the disintegration array of the teleportation magic and said to Erica below the podium:

"It's very simple; all you need to do is disrupt the weak connections between many small formations."

Having said that, he stretched out his fingers and arranged a row of runes. The runes instantly inserted themselves into the core of the magic circle, and the stream of light flowed towards those small formations.

The magic circle began to become unstable and dimmed.

Erica's expression turned serious when she saw that her teleportation array was easily neutralized by Victor, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

She could clearly feel the connection between the magic circle and herself gradually weakening, and no matter how much magic she added, she couldn't slow down the disappearance of the magic circle.

He was no longer able to hold on and had been completely cut off from the magic array.

Viktor snapped his fingers, and one of her hair clips miraculously ended up in Viktor's hand.

"Can I borrow your hair clip?"

Erica was stunned, watching helplessly as her hair clip was taken away.

Her teleportation magic was exploited.

While everyone else was still craning their necks to watch the spectacle, the teleportation array, which had lost its luster, was suddenly lit up again, though it seemed to be under Victor's control.

He would move the flowerpots from the window to the podium, and then he would move the clock on the wall to the ceiling.

It was as if he could teleport anything in the room at will.

Finally, he changed Erica's seat, moving her from the front to the back.

Viktor, seeing that he had succeeded, drew up a rune, and after a series of operations, the teleportation circle returned to its original state.

He gently placed Erica's hair clip on the podium and said to Erica behind him:

"Alright, you can try starting it again now."

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