For what?! I lived for myself, studied, did not bother anyone, and suddenly, by decree of the rector, I was appointed junior curator of a novice adept. Help with adaptation, conducting a tour of the academy, additional classes - in general, the usual set of responsibilities. And the end of my carefree life came. The new guy is behaving strangely, a friend from a parallel stream demanded my blood for some dubious ritual and almost maimed me in the dungeons of the academy, and the most popular master of our educational institution suddenly began to show interest in my best friend. And an unknown ill-wisher also gave the newcomer and me a love potion. Do you think this is the end of the surprises that fell on my unfortunate head? No, this is where they just began...