Chương 336: Chapter 335 "Warm Welcome"

Observing Wentworth's astute perception, Jimon showed no signs of embarrassment. Instead, he grinned and remarked, "Oh? Is that so? Funny enough, I've heard similar tales from the upperclassmen. Turns out it was all fabricated. When the time comes, I'll confront them about it!"

Wentworth shook his head, opting not to engage in further discussion.

Together, they continued their journey towards the school.

As the sprawling school complex finally came into view, just as Wentworth prepared to exhale a sigh of relief, Jimon's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Wentworth, we've arrived at our destination. It took us 68 minutes in total. As per our agreement, that'll be 68 gold Galleons."

The businesslike tone in Jimon's voice swiftly doused any lingering sentimentality within Wentworth.

Without a word, Wentworth retrieved a stack of golden Galleons from his robes and tossed them to Jimon.

With a hurried catch, Jimon swiftly counted the coins before stashing them away, "These things are the real deal! It was a pleasure guiding you here, Wentworth! Anytime you feel lost, just call my name and I'll be by your side!"

Hearing what Jimon just said, Wentworth implied that this particular wizard could be bought with a price; perhaps one day, he would be a great addition to the current Alliance.

Then, with a meaningful look, he proclaimed, "Welcome to Uagadou, the oldest and most prestigious school of magic in Africa!"

With a grand gesture, Jimon raised his hands as if extending a warm welcome to Wentworth. In the next moment, accompanied by a snap of Jimon's fingers, a magnificent fireworks display erupted above their heads.

Observing the fireworks spectacle, Wentworth regarded Jimon with a wry half-smile, studying him for a moment.

Amidst the colorful display, the tranquility was interrupted by the sight of five or six broomsticks soaring into the sky nearby. Within seconds, they descended upon Wentworth and Jimon.

The lead rider halted the broom in front of them, his gaze sweeping over Jimon before settling on Wentworth.

Upon spotting the school badge adorning Wentworth's chest, the man paused briefly, a flicker of surprise crossing his features before vanishing.

Quickly, Jimon interjected with a forced smile, "Senior Essien, I encountered this individual halfway up the mountain. He seemed suspicious, so I escorted him here. Perhaps you and the other seniors could assist in guiding him to the Headmaster's office?"

Upon hearing Jimon's explanation, Essien's expression darkened. He fixed a sharp gaze upon Jimon and retorted sharply, "Jimon Hughes, who granted you permission to bring a stranger into Uagadou?! Do you comprehend the severity of violating school regulations?"

Upon hearing Essien's reprimand, Jimon hesitated for a moment before hastily attempting to explain, "But Senior Essien, this individual claims to be from Hogwarts, England..."

"I don't care if he is from Hogwarts!" Before Jimon could finish his explanation, Essien interjected, fixing his gaze sternly on Wentworth. "You in particular, since you've arrived here, you should be well aware of your location!"

Wentworth nodded in agreement. "Indeed, this is the finest magical institution in Africa."

Essien nodded in acknowledgement before continuing with resolve. "Precisely. To safeguard the welfare of our young wizards, I care not for your identity or your intentions in Uagadou. I must insist that you surrender your wand. Upon your departure from Uagadou, we shall return it to you."

At this, Jimon, standing beside Essien, visibly bristled, ready to interject.

However, upon catching Essien's fierce glare, he thought better of it and held his tongue, though his expression soured noticeably.

Meanwhile, Wentworth observed the unfolding scene with thoughtful silence, choosing not to intervene for the time being.

At that moment, Essien redirected his attention to Wentworth, extending his hand and stating, "I apologize, but I must also request your wand. It's a precaution for the safety of all students at Uagadou. I hope you understand."

Wentworth nodded quickly, wearing a placid smile. "Of course, I completely understand."

With a swift motion, Wentworth reached into his robes, withdrawing a wand and placing it into Essien's awaiting hand.

Taking the wand from Wentworth, a smirk curled on Essien's lips. Abruptly, he waved his hand and declared, "This individual has trespassed into Uagadou. Let's apprehend him together and ascertain his intentions!"

As others moved to act, Jimon swiftly interposed himself between them and Wentworth. Stretching out his hand in a bid to halt the proceedings, he implored, "Seniors, sisters, Senior Essien, should we not defer this matter to the Headmaster and professors?"

Seeing Jimon intervene, Essien forcefully pushed him aside, his tone laced with anger. "Jimon Hughes, don't presume that having a few allies grants you authority to act recklessly in Uagadou! Bringing an unauthorized individual into Uagadou is a serious offense. Your fate will be decided later. For now, step aside! Uagadou is not yours to command."

Before Jimon could utter a word, Essien waved his hand, signaling others to approach and apprehend Wentworth, "Arrest him! We can't let the peace of Uagadou to be disturbed."

"Yes, senior!" One of the wizards replied before descending with her broom.

"Senior Essien! We need to talk this out first! I can assure you that Wentworth is not the kind of man you think he is!" Jimon shouted.

"Silent! I will deal with you later, Jimon!" Essien replied fiercely.

Amidst the tension, unexpected applause broke out. Startled, the crowd turned to see Wentworth clapping, his expression laced with sarcasm.

"So this is how Uagadou treats its guests," Wentworth remarked with biting irony. "Truly heartwarming."

Ignoring Jimon, Essien directed his attention to Wentworth, pointing a finger. "Our hospitality at Uagadou will provide you with an unforgettable experience," he retorted, his tone laden with threat.

Unperturbed, Wentworth maintained his composure. "Essien, isn't it? Let me tell you something—I detest being pointed at while being spoken to. It makes me exceedingly uncomfortable."

"I know a spell or two for people like you!" Wentworth remarked.

In the blink of an eye, Wentworth murmured softly, "Bind him, hands and feet!"

Suddenly, Essien felt his clothing come alive, constricting around him like a serpent, rendering him immobile in an instant. To onlookers, it seemed as if Essien's attire had shrunken, transforming him into a human pole.

Amidst the commotion, someone shouted a warning, "Watch out! This man can cast spells without a wand!"

Simultaneously, Wentworth shifted his weight onto his right foot, uttering, "Arenarum Tempestas!"

Instantly, a miniature tornado materialized around Wentworth, swirling furiously. Within moments, the air was thick with sand and gravel, obscuring visibility entirely.