Oz would die to do something, but there's nothing for him to entertain himself. Within Oz's room are potions and inventions; he wouldn't care less. He then remembered one of his sisters constructed six academies that teach magic. Maybe he'll sneak into one of them and have some fun.

With a swipe of his hand, a globe appears with six of the academy popping out. He randomly pressed one. The room that was once surrounding Oz shattered and quickly put back together as he relocated to the school courtyard.

Oz wandered through the hall, then the noise of people caught his attention. A crowd of girls is squealing while surrounding something, so he checks it out. In the center were two teen boys fighting as they lash their magic at each other. It's fascinating how powerful their magic, especially for boys.

"Amor! Fight!"

"You gotta win, Amor! We believe in you!"

"We love you, Amor!"

Girls are cheering on a certain boy, who's called Amor. Oz doesn't know which one is Amor, but that boy must be significant.

"Amor this, Amor that! Stop cheering that name!" One of the boys snapped, yelling at the crowd as his mana pouring.

The boy began to chant, ready to attack, not to the other boy but the crowd. Oz vanished, staying far enough from the crowd. It's best not to get caught to whatever spell he's chanting.

"ɑnc!"

Out of nowhere, before the boy finishes chanting, a gush of wind blow at everyone. As the wind ended, everyone looks around to see who caused it.

"Shouldn't you students be in your dorm, or either training and studying?" Everyone gasps in shock, it's Professor Dragone. All of the crowd scatter while one of the boys about to escape, but Dragone caught him before he did. "As for you, Lenoir, where did you think you're going? The Headmaster wants to see you." Dragone pushed him to the direction of the Headmaster's office. "Same goes with you, Romero."

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Oz watches the three part way then grin when Dragone is by himself, so he follows the professor. It wasn't long when the professor senses a familiar mana.

"Hello, Merlin," Oz greeted.

Dragone stop and his eyes went wide. He turns around and stares at Oz while calling him in a different name. "North?"

"Yep, that's me. The Witch of the North," he presented himself. "Unfortunately, the Wizard of the North is more suitable for me now."

"What are you doing here? You shouldn't be here," Dragone exclaimed.

"Why can't I be here? I'm just visiting. I'm only here to see the schools Kalinya been working on so much. To be my surprise"—he smirked while steadily preying toward the professor's face—"I didn't think a teacher was your top career choices."

Dragone moved his face away from him while grunting an annoying sound. "Your sister and I were the ones who establish these schools, so for me to be a staff wouldn't be surprising. And I'll have you know," he snarled. "They're not your playground to mess with."

"Oh please, you know me. I wouldn't possibly damage a school, especially all these powerful, yet, inexperienced young students lurking through the hallways." The last few lines had Dragone increase his mana out of anger. "Ah, such a high quality of magic. But it's such a shame." With just a twinkle light from Oz's eyes, Dragone mana was putting into a halt. "You'll die if you kept wasting your mana like that."

"I wouldn't be wasting them if you weren't here."

"Okay, I'm sorry," Oz abruptly apologized, which caught Dragone off guard. "I have no intention to cause harm to anyone." Dragone stares at him, suspiciously with no trust. Oz then said, "Believe me, when I say I was visiting, I meant it."

"Your 'visiting' isn't that visiting, North. I know you more than a century."

"You're right, and it's hard trusting someone like me. However, you're wrong about thinking you know me, but you don't. So stop that silly mind of yours and give me a tour."

"What?" Dragone blurted.

"Didn't you mention that you and Kalinya build the schools. The person who knows this school the best would be you, so give me a tour." Dragone opens his mouth then closes due to the frustration of this person. "Merlin, you wouldn't know that I'm bored. I need someone or something to entertain me."

"You..." Dragone growled while face turning red.