The walk across the academy grounds was eerily quiet.
The sounds of distant cheers and the occasional clash of magic echoed from the dueling arena, but the halls leading to the Headmaster's office were empty. It was strange, almost unnatural, how silent the main academy felt compared to the excitement outside.
Aiden followed Professor Anwar through the towering archways, his boots making little noise against the polished floors.
When they finally arrived at the grand doors of the Headmaster's office, Professor Anwar turned to him.
"This is where I leave you," the professor said. "The Headmaster will be expecting you. Whatever he asks, answer truthfully. Tell him everything."
Aiden hesitated. "You're not coming in?"
Anwar shook his head. "This summons was for you alone. And I have duties to return to."
Something about the way he said it made Aiden feel suddenly isolated, but he nodded.
"Alright."
