Kennedy made his way to the History of Magic classroom. He yawned before opening the door when he noticed the note on it. Why would he say that killing students wasn't allowed. Wasn't that obvious? Or, was that another thing Kennedy hadn't been told of? People DID kill each other, or why else would he have written that?

The fourteen year old stepped into the classroom and took a seat at the beginning of the semi-circle. His eyes studying the people around him. Vigilance, Escalante. Vigilance.