NICHOLASEveryone’s eyes followed my pointed finger.“Seriously?” Christian hissed beside me. “Of all the people you could’ve chosen, you chose that weirdo? Why not go for a fourth-year?”“A third-year challenging a first-year?” someone behind me said. “Should that even be allowed?”I ignored everyone, my attention fixed on the guy I’d just challenged. I couldn’t see his expression clearly behind his hoodie, but he stood in place, not reacting to the murmurs and looks around him.Professor Thornfield cleared her throat. “Mr. Ashbourne, I don’t think it’s right to—”“Why? He’s not complaining, is he?”The strange guy said nothing. He seemed unfazed even though everyone’s attention was on him. Slowly, he started moving through the crowd until he reached where I stood with Professor Thornfield.“It’s okay, Professor. I have no problem with it,” he said, those eerie, translucent eyes fixed on me.I tensed at the way his cold, monotone voice flowed through me.For some reason, he sounded j
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