Visit by Professor McGonagall

He has a lot of time to exercise in this life because he doesn't have to work or go to school.

In his previous life, he was always interested in martial arts. When he was a youngster, he could play with a stick for a long time, and he felt he was a flawless master.

When he was in college, he joined the martial arts club and received some rather conventional coaching.

He even competed in events on behalf of the club and received honours.

It's simply that after graduation, he was too busy with work, so it was abandoned.

After being reincarnated in this incarnation, without the strain of life, he started to exercise his physique early on, and only then did he have the lean muscles he has today.

Although he couldn't cope with the burly gun-wielding thieves on the school bus, he couldn't deal with these thirteen- or fourteen-year-old youngsters.

Moreover, since he was united with the blood of the wizard, he felt that his body appeared to have experienced some fantastic modifications.

It doesn't imply that the strength has gotten stronger or the speed has become quicker; it's a sensation that the essence of life has been sublimated.

Also, while the physical power of wizards is not much greater than that of regular people, they are exceedingly durable.

Missing arms and legs commonly happen, and as long as they don't die immediately, they may endure until they can be restored using magic and medicines.

"Oh, what is this moron doing?" "Does he believe he can defeat us with his clothes off?"

The leading obese lad laughed.

"I sense that his little body wants to make intimate contact with my fist!"

Another youngster displayed his sandbag-sized fist viciously and then hit Allen in the stomach.

Obviously, at this age, kids still don't grasp what it means to be a guy with eight-pack abs.

Allen fled with a sliding stride to dodge the strike and then kicked the boy's waist as swiftly as lightning. It turned out that with only one kick, he collapsed to the ground.

After kicking, he didn't stop at all, followed by a continuous swing of his legs, crashing on the face of the lad on the other side, who hadn't responded yet, and quickly knocking him down again.

Although Allen is just eleven years old, his muscles and strength are significantly stronger than those of the thirteen- or fourteen-year-old guys in front of him.

In addition, he has trained martial arts quite hard throughout those years, and he is already proficient in numerous skills. He is even better than he was when he was playing in colleges all over the world.

These few teenagers who solely bully the vulnerable all day are not opponents.

Seeing the two younger brothers crying and tumbling on the ground, the large lad in the lead shouted and went towards Allen.

He is a head taller than Allen, and his physique is more than twice as massive as Allen's. He believes that as long as he collides with the opponent and then applies tremendous pressure, the opponent will never move.

"so naïve!"

Facing the leading fat guy who bumped into him, Allen sneered, and instead of fleeing, he slipped ahead, cut into the centre line of the fat boy, took a deep breath, kicked his right foot on the ground, twisted his waist, stretched his hips, and slammed his shoulders.

"Inch punch!"

A huge force burst in an instant, immediately striking the overweight boy's midsection, pushing him backwards two meters, and leaving him seated on the ground.

Seeing the orphanage trio crying and wailing on the ground after being struck by Allen three times, the other orphans who were watching were astonished.

They didn't imagine that the typically fearsome trio would have such a dilemma today, and they didn't expect the usually taciturn Allen to be so forceful.

"What are you waiting for—retribution for those who have animosity, payback for those who have resentment?"

Allen picked up the garments and put them on again, reminding the other orphans, who were still in a stupor.

He only took off his clothing since he was anxious about not getting soiled. After all, Professor McGonagall will come to see his house later, so he can't get all dusty.

It's only that he considerably misjudged the three teens.

The three teens who depend on bullying the weak to acquire pleasure and inner comfort don't have any lineages; they merely struck him once, and they are so painful on the ground that they dare not fight him again.

If the three teens were more bloody, bearing the agony and working together to besiege him, it would cost him some hands and feet.

Those orphans who were used to being harassed brightened up when they heard Allen's warning. After gazing at each other, they proceeded to slowly approach the three weeping teens on the ground, and then...

Looking at the three teens who were thrashed and kicked by the orphans, Allen couldn't resist sighing:

"Unity is strength!"

Allen pulled back a little strength when he shot just now. With the enormous bodies of the three youngsters, there shouldn't be any severe difficulties at this time.

But confronting the beatings of dozens of orphans, they were no match at all, and they were battered all over their heads very rapidly.

Two or three orphans are no match for the three teens, but if there are hundreds of orphans together, even if the teenagers are older and more prepared, they will be no match for them.

Once the terror in your heart is shattered, you will realize that the person who seems so towering and indestructible is nothing.

When Allen knocked down the three at the orphanage, much of the orphans' dread of the trio was removed.

Now after this series of beatings, I feel that even if Allen is not at the orphanage, they will no longer be terrified of the three.

"There are small red stars in the money!"

After getting dressed, Allen accessed the virtual screen and was a little astonished to discover that the number of small red stars on the screen changed from 1000 after crossing to 1005.

Originally, he assumed that the tiny red star could only be gotten in the main world, but he didn't anticipate being able to collect it after visiting the little world.

In this approach, it would be rather excellent; at least there is another planet to acquire the small red star.

After shutting the screen, when Allen peered towards the school gate again, he noticed a tabby cat, who had previously stood on the top of the wall at some time, popping his head around to examine something.

"Eh, this one can't be Professor McGonagall!"

Allen turned his head aside, trying to be calm, then rolled his eyes and yelled at the orphans.

"Okay, you can quit!"

When the orphans heard the words, they instantly stopped hitting the three teens. Facing Allen, who had easily vanquished the three teens just now, they were still quite certain.

"Ahem, I, Allen Carmen, am a guy who opposes violence very much. I hope that we orphans who are suffering from the same ailment may continue to strive for self-improvement, aid each other in friendship, and work together. In the future, we shall be beneficial talents to society, and we will cast a bright light on the future. "

When the orphans heard the words, while they didn't entirely comprehend, they nevertheless cheered extremely enthusiastically.

Allen nodded and then remarked to the three youths with damaged noses and puffy faces:

"Before, you took advantage of your age to do evil at the orphanage and harass other younger orphans. Today is a lesson for you.

"We are all orphans." "As long as you realize your faults and repair them, everyone will accept you in the future, don't you agree?"

Seeing Allen's frightening glare, the three teens with broken noses and swollen cheeks didn't dare disobey him and hastily replied:

"Ah, that's right!"