The witch thought I am a Demon God

The hat finally opened its eyes and mouth, and after hopping around on the spot, it noticed the slowly recovering water elemental.

The hat maker, Horakulas, had somehow managed to communicate with his students through this hat.

Hopping around on the spot, the hat turned and saw the corpse of one of the students. After careful identification, it found that this student was not the one that it had personally taught in the graveyard.

So, the hat made a mocking expression. "Oh, look who’s taking a nap here?"

"I’ve told you guys before, no sleeping during class."

"Klauk, tell me, please don’t tell me you contacted me with magic just to get some extra private lessons!"

Klauk knew his teacher was usually irrational, spouting nonsense. Sometimes his words lacked any logic at all.

So, he didn’t pay any attention to the teacher’s words, but quickly explained the situation and asked the teacher for a solution.

In the study, the old witch said to Ivita: "He really is a mad hatter."

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"It is said that he became mad due to long-term exposure to mercury while learning hat making. Otherwise, he wouldn’t dare to make a fool of a king in front of everyone."

Ivita nodded. "Let’s see how the official wizard of the witch cemetery will deal with my water elemental."