The practical portion of the Potions and Alchemy final exam involved limited material, so Zheng Qing and the others quickly finished the assignments they had planned out. The entire process took less than two hours.
But after leaving the laboratory, Zheng Qing clearly sensed that something was off about the light outside.
"Why is it so dark outside?"
The young scholarship student craned his neck and glanced out a window along one side of the corridor. Because the lab bench Banner had claimed for them was in the basement and had no windows, they had no idea what was happening outside.
Xiao Xiao took out his Pocket Watch and checked the time.
"It's not even nine in the morning... The time is right," he confirmed.
Crack!!
A dazzling bolt of lightning lit up the pitch-black window frame, answering the young wizards' confusion as well. Zheng Qing quickened his pace and arrived at the circulation desk by the library exit.
Howling winds, accompanied by a long-missed chill, blew through the towering glass doors and over the young wizards before coming to a halt at a thin Magic Barrier.
Rolling thunder sounded behind them, interspersed with the patter of raindrops against the glass and the rushing sounds of water among puddles and treetops.
Amid the chaotic noise, several of the librarian's tentacles were each holding differently colored Quill Pens and stamps of varying sizes, handling the affairs of students leaving the library.
Soon, it was Zheng Qing's turn.
"It's raining outside, huh." He made small talk, trying to lighten the oppressive atmosphere around them.
Mr. Octopus's pitch-black eyes rolled as though he had glanced at him, then he sprayed a stream of ink from his mouth. The ink spread through the air, gathered itself, and finally formed a line of letters: "I