CHAPTER NINETY-EIGHT

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"I am saying I would have chosen to fall ill. Mana illness, don't run away from me, I will be thy humble servant." Nevil cried out. "Stop it, Nevil! You're embarrassing us." Vernon yelled out, he could feel the tips of his ears go red as people kept turning to look at them. It wouldn't be embarrassing for Nevil as he had nothing but great grades but somebody of his caliber shouldn't even try to draw the slightest of attention. He already knew a lot of people thought he had been faking his illness so he would not have to do any training or any tasks. It also didn't help that Madame Rachel and Bess were at his beck and call. Now that he was normal as the rest of them again, he was back to the position of the last one on the food chain. He knew a lot of people could wait to get their pound

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