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I take some time to stand up, then mess up my hair to make it look, like I was sleeping. I fiddle with the key a bit longer than I normally do when I'm awake, then slowly open the door. My eyes are adjusted to the darkness, which is why I am blinded by a lantern, that is practically shoved in my face. I squint, my eyes hurting from the strong light. »My apologies, Io. I had to make sure it was really you,« the Headmistress tells me after finally lowering the lantern down. I pretend to supress a yawn, then frown. »Excuse me, Headmistress, but who else would it be?« I ask curiously. I'm finally able to hold my eyes open properly, as the light doesn't bother me anymore. »I've received an anonymous complaint, that there's a student out of bed after curfew. You, particularly,« she explains a