When Wizard Morton opened the entrance, he a tiny magic circle in the hallroom. Most of the spaces were empty, however.
"A close-range teleportation circle, huh," Wizard Morton said, then turned to Abel, "Is this one connected to the one in Harry Castle?"
Abel smiled and explained, "That one is better than the one that's connected to Harry Castle."
Wizard Morton didn't ask Abel to explain himself. Just how much "better" could this magic circle be? If his disciple decided to keep it a secret, then he wasn't going to spoil the fun.
Right now, Wizard Morton hadn't moved all his stuff yet. There were a lot of empty spaces in his tower, but he could still see all the magic circles that were painted on the walls. There were a lot of magic circles. Even the light came from the lighting circle that the elves drew.
Yvenline Wizard was already concerned, "Is it like this for every magic tower here?"
