Before entering the building Kerry checked out on the pitch. Three people were flying in formation, all dressed in some uniform. They seemed to be going through a series of maneuvers, and at one point were up a good 50-60 meters in the air before diving towards the ground, pulling out at the last minute. They hovered in the air for a few moments, talking, before they climbed and turned, heading off towards the quidditch stadium to the north.
Kerry entered the Bastion, surprised at how quiet it was even though he could hear people moving about. An older black girl wearing a uniform with purple pipping and carrying a broom walked out of the room across from where they'd had class. She passed him without a second glance; Kerry saw the name and number on her back and figured she was another one of these quidditch players.
Kerry looked around, the called out, "Professor Salomon?"