Within a few hours after most of the students had arrived, classes started at various classrooms.
Aaron's classroom was located on the third and topmost floor of one the buildings allotted to the First Years and he made certain to get a seat near the window where he could get some cold air to caress his face and also get the view of whatever was happening outside.
Aaron sighed as the classes went on for some time, not understanding why he had to sit down here and listen to someone he certainly knew far better than. As the Demon King, he had lived a life, and had acquired experiences, that was several times that of the oldest person in the Golden Haven of Magic, whoever that be.