It felt good to be back at the academy again - even though most of the old faces had kinda disappeared from the crowd and new ones had taken their place. The academy itself hadn't changed at all, there was still the same feel to it - it felt like returning to a second home - like Hogwarts of sorts, or Xaviers school for Gifted Youngsters, or something like that. 

Janos had spent most of the ceremony curiously glancing around, making note of new faces and occasionally placing his hands to the pockets of his black jeans or adjusting his rather worn looking Metallica t-shirt. The ceremony itself was relatively interesting - at least to a certain degree, though some of the other people seemed to be bored out of their minds.

After the ceremony Janos made his way to his room and changed the worn out t-shirt to a gray tank top and short sleeved red dress shirt that had a sort of a dragon emblem on the back - he felt the shirt was a bit hipster-y, but he liked it mostly because it made him stick out of the crowd like a sore thumb. He made sure his knives hung from his belt - both were situated on his left hip, hanging from the wide belt.

Janos left his room and began more or less wandering around the academy in the hopes that he'd have a chance to chat with some of the new people or with some luck meet some of the old faces again.