A week peacefully passed and the day of separation or the third years quickly arrived in the blink of an eye.
Standing in groups with their friends, each of them patiently stood in front of their third-year building waiting for their Headmaster to arrive. Thankfully, she didn't take very long to appear in front of them. The second she did, all the students stopped whispering or talking to their friends, instantly giving her their undivided attention.
"I guess only half of us will be leaving," Headmaster Aleesia said the second she appeared, looking around and not at all surprised to see only half of her students who had most likely gotten their parent's permission, willing and ready to go. Aleesia was sure that if she was also a parent she would have said no, only allowing her child to leave the following year.