Hibbert's eyes suddenly focused. He looked at Matthew with a puzzled and relieved expression.
" Oh, oh, I'm just thinking out of habit. There are always some questions that are difficult to answer in my mind, and I can't help but think about them. This causes me to be in a daze often. Sorry."
Matthew asked curiously,
"A difficult question to answer? Which ones are you referring to?"
Hibbert pondered.
" It's hard to explain it in a few words. For example, there's a question that has been around since I took the entrance exam for the Academy of Magic when I was a child. Until today, I still haven't gotten an answer."
Matthew looked encouraging.
"Tell me."
Hibbert said slowly,
"I remember very clearly that there were 102 students in the square at that time. There were more girls than boys, but they were all very excited. Some were whispering, and some pretended to be calm but were actually trembling.
