Vivian was stunned.
How could she have imagined that Ian would become her superior in the blink of an eye?
She had expected Ian to be entrusted with an important role.
He might become the deputy head of the Potions Department, or even take charge of it outright. She had prepared herself for that.
But Ian had skipped that stage entirely.
He had become the head of the Logistics Department?
Leaping two or three levels in one bound?
It was completely beyond her imagination. After all, she had always thought of Ian as merely a Second-class Apprentice Witch.
In fact, she was not the only one. Once their astonishment passed, doubt appeared in the other Wizards' eyes as well.
Even if you were Horton, so what?
Putting a Second-class Apprentice Witch in charge of an entire department?
But they did not dare question Horton.
After all, Jiabai's death just a few days earlier was still vivid in their minds.
Just then, a voice broke the silence.
"Isn't it rather inappropriate to appoint a Second-class Apprentice Witch as a department head?"
Everyone turned to look. To their surprise, Vilo had stood up.
Vilo looked at Ian skeptically.
"Ian."
The corner of Ian's mouth twitched. Seeing the mischievous amusement in Vilo's eyes, he knew this was absolutely deliberate.
Still, second-class strength really was no longer appropriate.
He remained seated, and in the next instant, spiritual power at the third-rank level radiated from him.
A Third-Rank Wizard Apprentice?
Below the platform, quite a few Wizards were surprised.
If they remembered correctly, it had only been a little over two years since Ian had advanced to Second-class Apprentice Witch.
"A Third-Rank Wizard Apprentice!"
Below the platform, shock also appeared on Vivian's face.
Just how much was this fellow hiding from her?
Among the assembled