“Mister Lith, would you mind coming over here please?” Professor Zeneff had him walk to her desk.

– “If this guy is a Necromancy genius, I must report it immediately to the Crown.”– She thought. Each Professor had to keep their evaluation to themselves, notifying only the Headmaster or Crown of a promising talent.

It was a safety measure to avoid talented students from becoming targets of the hostility from noble families or of the interest of foreign countries. Being a Necromancy lecturer, Zeneff would report her observations only to the Crown.

It was too sensitive a topic for clerks to handle, all academies were known for having more leaks than a sieve.

“Can you please explain to me how you accomplished that?” She pointed to the still dancing rats.

Lith told her making Professor Zeneff burst into a chuckle.

“Really well played, but for today’s lesson purpose it’s like cheating. I wasn’t going to teach you that trick until all of you managed to gain a decent degree of control over your undead. Still, it’s very impressive for a student to discover it on his own. Twenty more points for you.”