Headmaster Jean narrowed his eyes, a mix of anger and disbelief etching across his face.
It wasn't just the tenth-year student who felt disrespected by the plans of the Organizers of this event. In the previous competitions they attended, they never had to go through such an inspection.
"Old Fletcher… An inspection to check for disease? You must have gone senile…" Jean retorted, his voice dripping with sarcasm. He also signaled for his students to calm down and let him handle the situation.