We watched in silence as the victor was declared for the First Years Scholar Division.
The girl walked to her seat, still looking confused about the whole thing, though I saw a smile play on her face. Who wouldn't be happy about winning, even if they didn't understand how?
I shrugged off my annoyance and simply waited for the next round.
"Next, we have the Finals of the Second Years!" Klaus announced with his usual cheery tone.
I carefully stared at him, wondering how he could maintain such a straight and positive face after wrongly declaring someone the winner.
'He must be used to it…' My thoughts trailed.
A part of me wanted to find fault in him, but I couldn't do that in good conscience. After all, he was simply following the orders of the higher-ups who, for some reason wanted the undisputed winning streak of the Upper Class to continue.
