A short, stocky professor, with wild gray hair, entered the
room. “Settle down class. Open your books to page 47. My name is Professor
Brewster.”
The room erupted in a furry of flipping pages and banging
books.
“All right… now who wants to read the first paragraph?” with
the expected excitement of a new class, no one raised their hand and all eyes
diverted simultaneously in the hopes of not being called on.
“Ronnie, why don’t you read the first few pages?”
There was a long pause as Ronnie tried to pull her eyes away
from Professor Brutus. Finally after the pause became uncomfortable, she stood
up and looked at her book for another long moment. To everyone’s surprise she
looked back up and said, “well, I’d rather not”, and sat back down.
Everyone looked stunned, but before the professor knew what
to do, Doug raised his hand and offered to read.
“Potions. Potions are the art of creating mixtures that have
magical effects. Although many of the ingredients may be magical in nature,
there are also many required ingredients that do not have any magical
properties…” Doug continued to read until the professor stopped him.
“Doug, can you please re-read that last sentence?”
“Yes professor, ‘although creating potions is very similar
and directly related to the non-magical form of Chemistry, its basis is founded
in magic.’”
“Thank you Doug. Can you tell us what that means?” Professor
Brewster asked.
“Yes sir, although a non-magical person may be able to create
a ‘potion’ he or she will not be able to ‘ignite’ the magic in the potion
without the assistance of a witch or wizard.” Doug answered with a smile.
“Very good Doug, thank you.” The professor nodded as Doug
sat down.
The room burst forth in a clatter of whispers all associated
with little fingers or head nods pointing in Doug’s direction. He just smiled
and glanced over at Ronnie expecting to be greeted by her friendly green eyes.
“Ronnie, what’s the matter?” he whispered as he looked into her washed out
face. “Are you ok? Do you need to go to the nurse’s office?”
“No, Doug, I’m fine” She said as she glanced at him. She
could see genuine concern. “Really I’m fine.”
As soon as class was dismissed Ronnie shot out the door.
“Ronnie, wait up! You forgot your book!” Doug called after
her as he dodged students to catch up.
She stopped, but
didn’t turn around. “Thanks Doug.” She snapped the book out of his hand and
quickly disappeared into the crowd.
Doug turned to see Steve standing next to him. “What was
that all about?”
“I don’t know.” Steve answered.
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