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Class today was meeting in a regular classroom (sorry, class). Bob waited for everyone to arrive, then nodded and began.

"This class is called 'How Not to Kill Yourself'. I hope it also teaches you how not to maim or inadvisably transform yourself or anyone else. I can't, of course, help what you intentionally do on your own time, but I've seen any number of bad things happen by mistake.

"As the class summary, which I hope you read, says, one of the issues in dealing with written magic is that so much of it is old and in languages or scripts you don't know. That can lead to you saying the wrong word, using the wrong ingredient, or any one of a number of other mistakes. And if you're very lucky, the worst that will happen is nothing." He grimaced.

"So, we're going to cover a number of techniques that will hopefully help. What to do, what not to do. Also some of the more common languages in Earth-like worlds that are used for magic. Before we begin, however, we have the obligatory introductions. My name is Hrothbert of Bainbridge; you can call me Bob. My TA is Anders; anything you don't want to bring up to me, you can talk to him about. Now, please tell me your names, but also if you read and/or write, and if so, which languages."

He looked at the first student expectantly.

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There was so much there; where did he start?

"...Raising the dead?" Bob asked. There were a few ways of doing that, and he rather resembled a few of them.

"Oh, you know. The shambling, brains-eating kind. Dipper kind of did that once during our summer vacation to try to prove a point to some government guys. We had to blow up their heads to keep them from eating us."

Sure, it had been more terrifying than she was letting on. But at least it hadn't been old-timey stop motion animation.

"Zombies?" Bob said. "Your brother raised zombies to prove a point?" He was signed up here too, wasn't he? Bob was going to have to Have Words with him about responsible magic use!

"It worked?"

That was a pretty bad plus side, and Mabel was well aware of that.

"... I think it worked, anyway. That was a weird summer."

Bob sighed and massaged his head. "And what, may I ask, was the point?"

"Proving that there was something weird about his journal, I think," Mabel replied, giving a little sigh of her own. "For what it was worth, 'raising the dead' was the one thing I specifically told Dipper not to do."

You had one job, Dipper.

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