Two hours later, Heroline's ears twitched as she turned to speak to everyone.
"I've received the message that Doctor Anglo is on his way here."
This meant they could soon set up their next plan after listening to Anglo's "plucking".
A while later, the wooden door of the hut squeaked as two individuals walked inside. The one walking in the front was a middle-aged wizard with short, clean-cut gray hair and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His clothes looked as orderly and tidy as his face. This man carried a pile of parchments clamped between two wooden folder pieces, which made him look like a teacher who was about to start his lesson.
The one behind him was an apprentice in a black robe. The others glanced at his hunched figure and no longer minded him.
"Do you have enough to commence your plucking, Doctor Anglo?" Douglas stepped up and addressed the man with glasses.
