I Made Up Forbidden Spells, and They Actually Worked?

"Could he have sensed something?" Dean Bruce muttered under his breath.

At that moment, a familiar voice suddenly spoke from behind them. "Who are you waiting for?"

Dean Bruce and the others whipped around, only to see the headmaster standing behind them, wearing a puzzled expression.

"Headmaster?" Dean Bruce was taken aback. "What are you doing here?"

The headmaster furrowed his brows. "I noticed something seemed off tonight, so I came to see what you're up to. Who are you waiting for?"

Dean Bruce hesitated for a moment but then decided to tell the headmaster the truth. He explained everything about the undercover agent from the Black Hole organization in detail.

The headmaster was visibly shocked. "Such a thing really happened? Are you certain the agent will show up at the library tonight?"

Dean Bruce nodded. "That's the intelligence we received. But it's already past the agreed time, and he still hasn't shown up."

The headmaster thought for a moment. "Maybe he's already sensed something's wrong. But it's alright; we can continue to wait here. As long as he intends to show up, we will catch him."

So, they spent several more hours waiting around the library. Yet, the undercover agent never appeared. Dean Bruce felt a rising sense of disappointment.

"It seems we won't catch him tonight," the headmaster sighed. "But don't worry. As long as we stay vigilant, he'll show up eventually."

Dean Bruce nodded. "I guess we have no choice. But rest assured, Headmaster, I will find this agent."

The headmaster patted Dean Bruce on the shoulder. "I trust you. But be careful. The fact that this agent has been hiding for so long without being caught means they're very clever."

Dean Bruce smiled. "Don't worry, Headmaster, I'll be careful."

Just as they were preparing to leave the library, an unexpected discovery reignited their hope.

"Look at this," Prolo Hawthorne suddenly pointed to a piece of paper on the ground.

Dean Bruce and the headmaster quickly leaned in to see, and the note read: "Tomorrow night, 9 PM, under the old locust tree."

"It looks like the undercover agent hasn't given up," Dean Bruce's eyes gleamed with excitement. "Tomorrow night, we'll stake out the old locust tree. This time, we'll definitely catch him!"

The headmaster nodded in agreement. "Exactly. We can't let him escape again. But Dean, be cautious. The fact that this agent has stayed hidden for so long means he has some serious skills."

Dean Bruce smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry, Headmaster, I'll stay alert. Plus, we have Alice with us. Her perception ability might help us detect the agent's movements in advance."

Hearing this, Alice smiled sweetly. "I'll do my best, Headmaster."

The Headmaster looked at Alice, a glint of admiration in his eyes. "Alice, you're impressive. Dean, you should nurture her well. She could become a rising star for our academy someday."

Dean Bruce nodded. "I will, Headmaster. It's getting late; let's head back."

They left the library together and began walking toward the academy. However, just as they were about to exit the woods, an unexpected figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

It was a young girl, dressed in a tight-fitting dress that accentuated her graceful figure. Her beauty was striking, almost ethereal, but her eyes held a hint of mischief.

"Well, if it isn't Dean teacher! Out for a late-night stroll?" The girl said, her voice sweet and alluring.

Dean Bruce furrowed his brows. He didn't recognize the girl. "Who are you? What do you want?"

The girl walked up to Dean Bruce, her gaze teasing. "What, Dean teacher, don't remember me? I came here specifically to see you."

A warning bell went off in Dean Bruce's mind. He realized that this girl might not be as innocent as she seemed. "Who exactly are you? What's your purpose here?"

The girl laughed lightly. "Dean teacher, why the rush? I just want to have a little chat with you."

Before Dean Bruce could respond, the Headmaster interrupted. "Student, if you've come to chat with Dean teacher, you can come back another time. It's getting late, and we need to head back now."

The girl seemed unfazed by the Headmaster's words, her gaze still fixed on Dean Bruce. "Dean teacher, you really don't remember me? We've met before, you know."

Dean Bruce racked his brain but still couldn't place her. He shook his head. "I don't know you. Please step aside."

The girl's smile gradually turned cold. "Dean teacher, you really do forget quickly. But don't worry, I'll remind you."

With that, she suddenly darted forward, charging at Dean Bruce. Dean Bruce reacted quickly, retreating while drawing his wand. A beam of light shot toward the girl.

The girl nimbly dodged the beam, her figure flashing again as she charged at him once more. Dean Bruce defended himself, deflecting her strikes while shouting loudly, "Headmaster, take Alice and Prolo and get out of here! I'll handle this!"

The Headmaster, realizing this wasn't the time to be heroic, immediately grabbed Alice and Prolo, pulling them away toward the academy. Meanwhile, Dean Bruce engaged in a fierce battle with the mysterious girl.

The girl's attacks were swift and cunning. For a moment, Dean Bruce found himself struggling to keep up. He was shocked—this girl's strength far exceeded his own. However, he didn't retreat. Instead, he relied on his extensive combat experience and unshakable will to hold his ground and counter her movements.

At that moment, something suddenly clicked in Dean Bruce's mind, and a glint of brilliance flashed in his eyes. He intentionally left an opening in his defense, luring the girl to attack. Sure enough, the girl took the bait and lunged at him. Seizing the opportunity, Dean Bruce quickly swung his wand, casting a powerful binding spell aimed directly at her.

The girl didn't expect Dean Bruce to make such a move. She was caught off guard and, for a brief moment, the binding spell struck her. Her body stiffened, and she couldn't move.

"Hmph, finally got you," Dean Bruce sighed with relief as he approached her. "Now, tell me, who are you? What's your purpose?"

The girl looked at him coldly. "You think this will hold me? How naïve."

With that, she suddenly unleashed a massive surge of magical energy, breaking free from the binding spell with sheer force. Dean Bruce was stunned, his eyes widening in surprise. He quickly raised his wand again, preparing to strike.

However, the girl didn't attack. Instead, she vanished into the depths of the woods in a flash. Dean Bruce attempted to chase her, but it was too late.

He let out a helpless sigh. "She got away again."

At that moment, the Headmaster, along with Alice and Prolo, ran back toward him. "Dean, are you okay?" the Headmaster asked urgently.

Dean Bruce shook his head. "I'm fine. But that girl got away. We need to be cautious; she might come back."

The Headmaster nodded. "Looks like we'll need to tighten security around the academy. By the way, Dean, do you know who that girl was?"

Dean Bruce shook his head again. "I don't. She seemed to recognize me, but I can't recall who she is."

Alice suddenly spoke up. "I think that girl might be an undercover agent from the Black Hole organization."

Both Dean Bruce and the Headmaster froze, surprised by Alice's insight. "Why do you think that?" the Headmaster asked.

Alice explained, "I heard you both talk about the Black Hole organization before. That girl showed up suddenly, and with such strong abilities, she's likely an agent sent by them."

Dean Bruce furrowed his brow. "If that's the case, we'll have to be even more careful. The Black Hole organization is no small threat. We need to prepare for anything."

The Headmaster nodded. "Exactly. We need to increase security measures around the academy and stay vigilant to prevent any more attacks from remnants of the Black Hole organization."

Just then, Dean Bruce's communication crystal suddenly lit up.

He activated the crystal, and a panicked voice came through. "Dean, it's bad! A woman has entered the academy, and she's very powerful. They're attacking the students!"

"She actually ran back to the academy?" Dean Bruce was stunned, then quickly asked, "Where is she now?"

The voice on the communication crystal responded, "She just barged into the academy's teaching building. She's currently on the second-floor hallway, and the students are panicking and running everywhere."

Dean Bruce furrowed his brow. He hadn't expected the mysterious girl to be so bold, charging straight into the academy. He immediately turned to the Headmaster and said, "Headmaster, we need to stop her right away. We can't let her harm the students."

The Headmaster also realized the gravity of the situation and nodded. "Alright, let's head to the teaching building immediately."

They quickly made their way toward the teaching building. Along the way, they encountered several students running in panic. Dean Bruce reassured them as they ran, asking about the girl's whereabouts. Continue reading at mvl

When they finally reached the teaching building, they saw the girl on the second-floor hallway, just as they had feared. She was wearing the same tight-fitting dress, and it was indeed the same mysterious girl who had escaped earlier. She was wielding her wand, shooting black magical beams at the students around her.

"Stop!" Dean Bruce shouted, raising his own wand. A golden beam shot toward the girl.

The girl skillfully dodged his attack, sneering. "Dean, you finally showed up. But do you really think you can stop me?"

Dean Bruce didn't respond. He quickly waved his wand again, casting a defensive spell that shielded the students behind him. Then, he addressed the girl, his voice stern, "I don't care who you are or what your purpose is, but you cannot harm these innocent students."