The dungeon, the Laboratory.
Representatives from the various wizarding schools sat around the laboratory table, their eyes shining as they listened to Vaughn explain the Magic Extraction Method and magic protein, rapidly absorbing everything he taught them.
This was the first time Vaughn had taught them since the second phase of the exchange began, and he had brought a pleasant surprise for everyone.
Unlike before, Vaughn had finally changed his teaching approach. The bewildering array of profound, complicated Muggle knowledge was gone, replaced entirely with accessible wizarding theory.
Some parts were still difficult to understand, but at least they no longer felt as though they were listening to utter gibberish.
Alongside their joy at finally reaching the core theories, these elite students from the various wizarding schools also felt a helpless sense of defeat.
At just thirteen, Vaughn was already blazing a trail. Yet even to follow in his footsteps, they needed him to come down to their level and communicate in a more "approachable" way. It felt awful.
Of course, ever since meeting Vaughn, their confidence had long since been shattered. They had never hoped to compare themselves to that freak of nature.
Obtaining the core techniques, using them to stay at the forefront of the age, and giving something back to their respective wizarding schools was enough for them.
In a sense, within the field of potions alone, facing Vaughn was like alchemists facing Nicolas Flamel. The feeling was something like-
Even geniuses could only glimpse his threshold! What truly dealt them a crushing blow, however, was not Vaughn himself, but the young witch sitting beside him.
Hermione Granger, Vaughn's official girlfriend, was also the teaching assistant for this lesson.
Everyone could see that the change in Vaughn's teaching approach seemed inextricably linked to Hermione. In particular, she