At least all of the projections are studying the teacher just as intently. A bell rings and the students all get up, gathering their things. Charles picks up his books, packing his papers and things into a knapsack as he joins the milling people.
Soon he's walking through the halls and out into the courtyard. The sun is shining and it's a lovely day on the Oxford campus.
...though Charles couldn't help the feeling that something was off...