The loud buzz from his surroundings became audible enough for the injured boy to understand. Given that he’s finally awake, he couldn’t help but feel disoriented still. His head felt like it was going to explode into pieces, and his arm felt like it was going to fall off any minute. Jace winced as questions were asked, and the first thing he did was to tap his injured arm a few times. At the moment, his limbs are more important than his head.

Jace opened his eyes and the first person he saw was the healer. His vision doubled at first...and when he saw Owen, his sight became clear. What had happened? Jace wasn’t too sure. He was on the stairs, on the way to the library. The next thing he knew, Owen’s face was upon him and he blacked out. The Ravenclaw wanted to speak, but the pain was just too much. Absent-mindedly, he held on to the vial that was given to him, and chugged it immediately without second thoughts. He sputtered and coughed as he did so, but was thankful about its quick effect. The pain was still there, but this time it was more bearable.

The Ravenclaw breathed in and out to manage the throbbing pain he felt in his head, and slowly sat up with the help of his good arm. He leaned on the wall to catch his breath, and was a bit alarmed with what he saw. Three professors had come to his aide, and one of them had a bad cut on his lip. Jace quietly glance around, and was ever grateful not to see Professor Hirsch among them. He’d lost dignity in front of the man early on, and he didn’t want a repeat of that so soon.

However, Jace realized that the school’s professors move as one unit. Of course they’d tell his Head of House about this. There was no way he wouldn’t know. Not wanting to waste any more time, the Ravenclaw hung his head slowly, as he used the wall to help him get up. Jace slowly but surely limped his way towards the Hospital Wing. If Hirsch is to receive this news, at least he would look more respectable on a hospital bed.