fandomhigh | Fun with Magic | Friday, First period

The plan had been for class to meet in the Danger Shop, but the day was far too beautiful to spend it cooped up indoors - Bob had had plenty of that, thank you very much. So, class had been ~~handwavily~~ informed to meet on the lawn instead.

"So." Bob eyed them all critically. "Last semester I taught a class on defence against magic. Where mostly what I learned was that half of you are far too nervous around magic to do any good with it, half of you take it for granted it can do just about anything, and just about all of you - look, are you teenagers or what? Don't you ever just...cut loose?" He sighed.

"So this time, we're using magic for fun. You'll be learning what it can and can't do, and hopefully getting a bit of a more accurate picture and a bit more at ease."

He looked around them once more and nodded. "Right. I'm Hrothbert of Bainbridge. You can call me Bob or Sir, whichever you prefer. Anders is my TA for the class, so any questions you don't want to ask me, ask him. Now I know you're probably all tired of introductions by now, but I don't care. Introduce yourselves, and let me know what magic you can do, what other talents you might have, what you're familiar with, and so forth."

He picked a random student and stared at them expectantly.

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"Good, good." Bob heaved a sigh of relief. "Are there many true magicians - sorcerers, wizards, whatever you call yourselves - in your world?" he asked curiously.

"At least two others," Celia confirmed. "My father has a...teacher he learned from, a long time ago. They made an arrangement when I entered my father's care that they shall each train a magician of their own, and we two pupils shall one day meet and...duel, or something." She shrugged, rolling her eyes. "The details haven't been made clear to me, but I know I'll have to demonstrate great power. So nearly all of my training has been angled toward that eventuality."

"Charming." Bob's expression and extra-dry voice said what he thought of that. "They couldn't just whip them out and measure?"

That was probably a bit crude for a student, wasn't it? Well, Bob called it like he saw it.

Celia snorted, turning very pink. "From what I understand," she offered, "this goes back a long time. So I imagine that method of deciding a winner has probably been exhausted."

Though she was saving that for the next time her father told her she needed practice.

Bob sighed. "Well, hopefully you'll learn some things here that can help. Or at least horrify them both."

Bob was all about horrifying the self-important gits who deserved it.

Fun with Magic | Friday, First period

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