'I need to find someone to bring what I need out here,' he decided. The weight of being watched was a constant, itchy sensation at the back of his neck, but he intended to turn his current "house arrest" into a tactical advantage.
By using the privilege he was bestowed upon by being here and using the excuse of his inability to go out for now, he could gather the components for a counter-offensive without ever leaving the Northern House.
As for what he wanted to do, it was simple. He would make up an array, a concealment array, which would be enough to stop the prying eyes of even someone formidable like the headmaster.
In his previous life, William had mastered the art of "Spirit-Void Formations"—constructs that didn't just block sight, but bent the very fabric of spiritual perception around a specific area.
