"Don't display your ignorance at this time." Seeing Zheng Qing's puzzled look, Xiao Xiao lowered her eyelids and returned her gaze to her notebook.
"To know what you know and to not know what you don't, is knowledge!" Zheng Qing retorted quickly.
"But in front of other academies, you must learn to uphold the honor of our academy." A stern voice came from the side as a thin, red-robed veteran student approached.
His sleeves and collar had a black border, signifying that he was a second-year veteran student. At the first university, with each year of progression, a black border is added to the collar and sleeves, marking their approach to becoming a registered wizard in a black gown.
The surrounding freshmen looked at this senior student with awe.
