Thanks to Essier Royce, I already knew about the upcoming re-examination, so when a fireball shone in the center of the dining room and an order came from it: “All illusionists go up to the Red Auditorium,” I immediately decided to get lost. No, not because I was afraid of difficult questions or a bad grade, just before taking the exam, I first wanted to figure out what it would lead to. So I unobtrusively covered myself with the illusion of wooden panels and crawled along the wall. Elmar had already noticed my disappearance and now he was staring angrily at his palm, on which the binding rune burned with...