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Elwood had spent the greater part of the morning examining the school, trying to get a feel for the environment. It was, as he had found very early on, going to take some time to understand; the place was big enough even without considering the moving staircases and secret passages. Not to say that he minded, though. This made for an interesting time, and he figured that if he could begin to work out the routes, he would be well set in case of trouble.

He eyed the paintings, curious sights with their moving figures. A few had startled him by speaking, but by now he had gotten somewhat used to them, and tried his best not to be bothered by them. Some had even proven helpful, directing him toward a somewhat hidden passage. At this point, Elwood was going to be picky; he'd take help where he could find it.