Noah and Darius were in the main hall having breakfast, comparing class schedules before beginning the first day of classes. His face still hurt from the punch he took during last night’s fight with Hunter. He had woken up with a bruise on his left eye that was still very tender.
Taking a bite of toast, Noah scanned their schedules to confirm the times of the standard courses that all the fifth year students had together, which were Mathematics, Literature, History, Latin, and Ethics of Magic, as well as the new class, Dark Magic.
“Well, that’s…curious,” Noah commented.
“Yeah, I’m surprised Cassandra’s allowing that to be taught,” Darius replied. “But at the very least, it should be an interesting class. And having a pretty teacher helps, too!”
Darius winked at Noah, who rolled his
