Krysia sat down in the courtyard next to Peter. "These classes are dull. Magic Theory? No thanks."
"I enjoy learning everything there is to know." Peter said.
"I know you do; you love to learn Peter." Krysia said. "But I wanted to learn new spells, not—"
"Well if it isn't the reason we can't use magic, the great Krysia." Harry said.
"What are you talking about?" Krysia said.
"Don't tell me you don't know!" Harry laughed. "Come on where have you been. The university was established for witches. But then all of a sudden you decide to challenge the authority, get the barrier between Realms lowered. Now witches are going to college in the mortal realm. Obviously Witch University needed new students so now we have...well, freaks."
"Peter and the others are NOT freaks!" Krysia said, magic buzzing around her fingers.
"Careful, witch." Harry said. "Come on Raquel."
"Yes Harry." Raquel's eyes were blank and her tone was flat, obedient.
"You ensorcelled her!" Krysia said, infuriated.
"Prove it." Harry said.
Magic danced around Krysia's hands, electric now, blue sparks of spiritual energy dripping to the grass and causing flowers to spring up.
"You don't have the power to control me, do you?"
