Fortunately, Dorothy's annoyance did not last long, for after all, even if the little Angel on stage was the Academy Head's own granddaughter, she couldn't do as she pleased during such a significant event as the opening ceremony.
When the Phoenix's mischief on stage was discovered, a cold snort echoed through the venue, and soon after, a flash of light turned into a rope of fire, which bound the Little Angel suspended midair tightly.
"No, Mom, let finish, I must have this lady… mmph… mmph…"
The bound Little Angel struggled, but her appearance had suddenly transford from a bossy president to a spoiled brat.
And it seed that the owner of the Fla Rope found this child embarrassingly disgraceful, as the end of the rope thickened and shoved its way into the Little Angel's mouth, silencing her once and for all.
Eventually, the rope tightened and dragged the Little Angel away, disappearing into the temple structure behind the square.
Even without the Little Angel's call for "Mom," everyone present could guess who had intervened just now from that signature Fla Rope.
There was no helping it, after all, the Director of Studies' infamy was well-known throughout the Witch Academy.
If you think about it, the majority of school principals are usually hard to see on a day-to-day basis, often only appearing when there's a significant event at the school.
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And when the Academy Head, or rather the principal, rarely makes an appearance, the one who usually represents the School Committee is often the Director of Studies.
Since the presence of the Director of Studies usually indicates that sothing major has happened to trouble the School Committee, and it's generally not good news—usually involving so student who has violated the rules facing disciplinary action.
Thus, the role of the Director of Studies seems frightening, as her appearances almost always signify an oppression of the students.
Well, to put it simply, it's like all the good deeds and praises in the school go to the Academy Head while all the bad things and bla fall onto the Director of Studies.
One plays the good cop, the other plays the bad cop; the division of labor is quite clear.
However, no matter how you look at it, the Director of Studies is the second in command within the School Committee, aside from the Academy Head, and in the Head's absence, the Committee is essentially under the Director's control.
In this light, the Director of Studies seems to be the true second in command, a vice ruler beneath only one but above millions at the academy.
Yes, that's how it should be, but reality is often cruel.
Inside the Witch Academy's School Committee, there are nurous heavyweights, each a respected authority in the witch academia, too busy with their research to care about fighting for power every day.
The Academy Head can lead the School Committee because, as a Sage, she commands respect for both her academic achievents and personal strength, high enough to keep these prominent figures orderly and willing to leave their laboratories for etings.
After the Academy Head relinquishes control, the Director of Studies might wear the title of second in command, but she can hardly direct those heavyweights, unless, of course, there's a significant issue at the academy; otherwise, she's rely a commander without an army.
Well, it's not that bad—she can still direct ordinary teachers, and she does have a few cats and kittens under her command.
However, just that is not enough to outplay the Student Council, which has been forged into a united front by the current president, and is wholeheartedly dedicated to its cause.
Because of the current president, Sophia's exceptionally effective leadership skills, this generation of Student Council wields absolute influence within the academy. They even take over so of the roles originally belonging to the School Committee, such as handling faculty funding and hiring new academic staff, effectively covering the sky with one hand within the academy.
So much so that now if you go to the Witch Academy and ask anyone who the vice ruler is, the answer you're guaranteed to get is the Student Council President, not the Director of Studies.
This kind of situation, where teachers are overshadowed by students and even managed by them, seed quite absurd to Dorothy, to say the least.
No wonder rumors appeared on the academy forum about the Academy Head's intention to pass the position to Student Council President Sophia.
Even so, the Director of Studies still remained a celebrity within the academy, commanding respect and authority in the hearts of ordinary teachers and students, especially during her readings of the school rules and the punishnts for those who broke them—that was truly terrifying.
In simple terms, the Witch Academy's Director of Studies didn't hold the power she was due, but she sure didn't miss out on taking the bla. She was stuck doing the dirty, tiring work that no one else wanted, carrying the grudges of most of the school's faculty and students.
And that Fla Rope just now was a hallmark of the Director of Studies; it was also her Magic Wand. Every ti a student who violated the school rules was reported, they were bound with that thing and publicly punished.
However, as a newcor just starting at the academy, Dorothy had not yet witnessed the plight of this poor scapegoat, though she had seen a photograph while researching the academy previously.
She rembered the Director of Studies as soone with a stern face, no expression, looking as if everyone owed her millions.
Indeed, she had the look of a typical villain in stories, a spitting image of an unforgiving martial arts master.
However, if you set aside that expression and focus on her looks alone, she was actually quite a beauty, bearing so resemblance to Sophia. There was surely so family relation between the two.
But now, what was this? First the daughter makes a scene, then the mother jumps out to stop it. What kind of performance was this? Was this their way of challenging Sophia? Was I being used?
Although Dorothy felt relieved when she saw that little Angel being dragged away, she couldn't help but feel concerned for her roommate after piecing together the information Little Fox had given her.
At her side, Euphilia also witnessed what had happened, and upon seeing that familiar Fla Rope, a glimr of mory flashed through the Dragon Witch's eyes.
"Who would have thought Rosalind's child had grown up so much?"
"Mother, do you also know the Director of Studies?"
Upon hearing her mother's remark, Dorothy turned around with curiosity.
After all, her mother had taken Sophia as a disciple, so she naturally knew the family of the Angel Witch; it seed they must be well-acquainted.
"Yes, back when her sister, Sophia's birth mother Agnes, lost control, it was I who personally suppressed and sealed her. Of course, I know her. She was crying and begging to return her sister, even tried to tie up with that broken rope, but then I kicked her and sent her flying."
The Dragon Witch replied nonchalantly.
Dorothy: "....."
Oh man, that's so like you.
... The Little Witch was speechless....
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