Although the opening ceremony has ended, the atmosphere in the First Hall has not yet cooled down.
The speaker flowers surrounding the hall have not yet completely wilted. A few large speakers hang on the half-wilted vines, still attempting to puff up their wrinkled petals, spitting out indistinct ballads.
The fairies dressed in grass skirts are scrambling in and out of the group of newcomers, bouncing around gleefully, grinning and asking for gifts. This causes the gray-robed janitor to chase them away with his long-handled broom.
The professors have already left one after another. The young wizards, now without restrictions, gather together in groups of three or five. Seizing this rare opportunity, they hold a lively party in the hall - a tradition of the first university to welcome newcomers.
The staff of the Student Association have brought in crates of Green Bees and various mouth-watering snacks, all piled in the center of the hall, available for anyone to take.
