Twisted-Wonderland: Our Precious Treasure (Part 2)

(78) TMotDS: Studying is Easy!

"Mister Argentum."

Jonah looked up from his book. "Yes," he said as he stood up, looking at Trein straight in the eyes.

"Please explain to us about the uprising of Elfric the Eager."

"Uprising... Um..." Glancing to the opened book in front of him, he cursed when he realized that it wasn't on the right page of the subject. Jonah drummed his fingers onto the side of his thigh, nervousness starting to creep up into his chest as he stumbled on his own world. "Well... the uprising of Elfric the Eager was a moment – I mean, a revolt! – formed by Elfric the Eager... Umm... It happened in.... I mean, it happened because...?"

Jonah clammed his mouth shut and ducked his head in shame. "Can't continue, Mister Argentum?" asked Trein.

Jonah shook his head. "No, Professor."

"Sit down," Trein said and Jonah did that, quickly flipping his book to the pages he wanted, and honestly, he wanted to smack himself for not knowing the answer. "Mister Howl. Same question."

Jack stood up from his seat. "Yes, Sir!" His explanations were very detailed and on point as if he rehearsed in front of a mirror. Jonah rested his chin onto his palm of his hand, sighing without a word.

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"Ugh... This stink..."

Ace sighed, folding his and behind his head as he leaned back against the back of his chair. "Chin up, Captain," he said, glancing at Jonah who rested his head on top of his folded arm on top of his desk. "It's understandable with your memories problem and all."

Deuce, who was standing in front of Jonah with his hands on the table, nodded. "Plus, since you're technically a non-magician. So, everything must've been a new thing for you."

Jonah let out a groan. "I've been in this school for nearly three months and I can't even write a report about some house-elf abuse."

"This might be a trouble for you..." Epel, who sat on the table, hummed, swinging his dangling legs. "Not to mention the final exam is coming up."

Ace nearly fell off his chair, Deuce smacked the table, causing Jonah to immediately shot his head up and Grim to fell off his head. "Already?!" the four of them shouted. It was actually pretty amazing how they had the same thought and reaction.

Jack, who stood next to Epel, nodded. "It's in the third week of November."

"But that's next week!" Ace shouted.

"Ugh!" Jonah groaned louder, hands messing with his hair in frustration. "What am I going to do? The headmaster is going to expel me if I get more bad grades. Or worse... He will stop paying my electricity bill!"

"No!" Grim shot up. "The fridge won't work if that happens!" He quickly flew in front of Jonah and squeezed his cheeks. "We need to get you smart quickly!"

"What are we going to do?" Ace asked. "Is there any potion to make you smart?"

Epel hummed. Fingers on his chin. "Vil probably knows something..." he mumbled.

Jack could felt himself growling. "Isn't that cheating?" He eyed the Heartslabyul and Ramshackle students. They could've forgotten what caused the whole Savanaclaw shenanigans in the first place right? "Why don't we help you study? We can teach our best subject to Jonah."

"Oh! That's a good idea," Epel exclaimed. "That way Jonah will have an expert in each subject.

Jonah looked up to both of the Class 1-B students. "Guys, thanks. But you don't need to go that far."