Apollo and the mysterious professor are locked in a strange staring competition, if one were to blink away or move even an inch it would be the signal of an all-out battle.
"I believe this is the first time we met professor"
Apollo's voice pierces through the tense atmosphere, his tune makes it sound like he and the professor are good friends.
"Why is a student like you doing here"
"That's a very harsh words I came here since I was supposed to be in your class"
"You?... I don't think so, you chose to be in the lower class it wasn't my fault you are in such a situation right now"
The professor said trying to hide his motives with their conversation.
"Right if I wanted to be in your class I should have approached you the class professor of High class, Gideon Alaster"
Then a magic circle envelops the office putting the two under its command.
"An anti-magic circle"
