In the First Hall of the Black Castle, not long after dawn, the students had already begun arriving. Some looked as though they had fully recovered, some still reeked of medicine, and others were still wrapped in bloodstained bandages, but at least they could all move on their own.
Still, not every student could come here. The prerequisite for entering the First Hall was not whether you wanted to come, but whether you could move under your own power. Even if you started crawling two days early, it counted as long as you made it to the First Hall.
Thus, on the day the results were announced, more than sixty students from the previous exam were absent from the First Hall. Those sixty-odd students would also be expelled from the Black Castle.
Compared with last time, the students were even more apprehensive and nervous. Unease and excitement filled the First Hall. Naturally, they had arrived before the professor. At that moment, the bustling hall was livelier than a marketplace, with everyone eagerly discussing their results and talents.
Suddenly, the people by the entrance fell silent, followed by the rest of the First Hall. Everyone thought Professor Jonester had arrived, but when they looked toward the doorway, many discovered that other professors had come.
Had another professor been sent to announce the results? No. A professor had come to observe-and not just one.
With the arrival of these professors whom the students feared, the First Hall naturally fell quiet.
Sebastina walked to the back and stood in a corner. She glanced across the hall and was somewhat surprised to spot someone.
The old wizard also entered just then, carrying a book. He looked toward the back, likewise slightly surprised, then walked over to Sebastina, who was concealed beneath her red robe.