Afternoon, Room 207 on the second floor of the Zone 7 teaching building.
When Duke arrived, the door was closed.
He pushed the door open and found that this was a much smaller classroom than 301.
It could accommodate about forty people, with round table seating, and each round table had four chairs. On the tables were sets of potion-making equipment—alcohol lamps, mortar plates, measuring cups, droppers, and a few precise instruments he couldn't name.
There were already more than a dozen people in the classroom.
Duke's gaze swept over those faces, quickly recognizing a few familiar ones.
The witch from Star Tower with the high ponytail; he remembered her name was Cecilia, reputed for her potion-making talent on the Golden Continent.
Cecilia was sitting by the window, intently polishing a delicate silver dropper.
The warlock from White Cliff Academy who had a great chat with Leon at the landing field was also there.
