By now, Luo Zhou's legs were numb even after the staff-parting ceremony.
The auditorium of the Royal Academy of Magic is ridiculously large, with a dome so high it looks like it's about to break through the sky. Crystal chandeliers are hung in rows and rows, illuminating the entire hall with a golden light that dazzles the eyes. The freshmen standing in front of them all jumped up to the stage when it was their turn, and when it was their turn, they pressed their hands on the crystal ball, and the wand flew from the shelf and fell into the palm of their hand. The fire type glows red, the water type glows blue, and the light type is simply like holding a small sun, making everyone around them squint.
Luo Zhou stood at the end of the team and yawned.
