Beyond the iron door were single dorm rooms belonging to Hogwarts' active professors.
Yet even as Cypher and Aiweng strode past the doors, not the slightest sound came from within.
After all, this place reflected reality.
If there was nothing wrong with the script, the professors should all be deployed on the front lines right now.
After running up three floors, Cypher felt a hint of oppression.
Given the commotion they had caused tonight, normally speaking—
More than half of... no, the entire Hogwarts should have been awakened.
Yet until now, the vast Hogwarts remained deathly silent.
Apart from Cypher and Aiweng's heavy footsteps and ragged breathing,
there were only the occasional shrill screams drifting past.
"Safe for now!"
Aiweng truly could not run any farther.
She grabbed Cypher, bent over the railing, and had barely managed to force out those words before she began dry-heaving.
"Revival—"
Aiweng stopped Cypher.
Cypher, who was also gasping for breath, froze for a moment before understanding. His expression immediately darkened.
The Revival Spell accelerated recovery, yet Aiweng had stopped him.
That meant... her body had already been pushed beyond its limits.
If he cast the Revival Spell now, it might have the opposite effect. In other words, she could easily drop dead from sudden cardiac failure!
Aiweng rested for the time it took to drink a cup of tea. During that time, she also took some restorative potion, and only then did the color return to her pale face.
"Keep going!"
They were only temporarily safe, not truly safe.
Unless necessary, talking while walking was not advisable.
Not only would it make them easier to expose in such a silent environment, but more importantly, it could make them overlook faint sounds.
And those sounds could be enough to save their lives when they