The Alchemy building stood on the southern edge of the campus, a towering structure of white stone and shimmering glass domes that caught the afternoon sunlight.
As Julian approached, he couldn't help but admire the alchemical symbols carved into the massive oak doors showing the transmutation circles and elemental runes that practically oozed out with energy.
Inside, the lecture hall was arranged in tiered semicircles, each row rising higher than the one before it, providing an unobstructed view of the demonstration table at the front.
The room smelled of herbs, minerals, and something slightly acrid that Julian couldn't quite identify.
Most students had already claimed their seats, clustering near the edges of each row.
Strangely, the middle section the one which Julian considered prime real estate with its perfect sightline to the professor's table remained largely empty.
