Now that Botros was teaching again, she could go back to examining his sudden youth. It was rather weird. But really, could she have his cane? Alice propped her head up on her chin, trying to fight off the heaviness overcoming her eyelids. Odd, considering she'd gotten quite a good night's rest.

Once she received an amulet, the seventh year tried to wake herself up. Spell time. Just a tap against the side of the eye thing with the engravings on it, yeah? "Speci.... specia....." YAWN. Merlin. "SpeRevelio."

'Scuse her.

"Protection from negative ene.... en...." No more yawns. Please? "... nergy? I thought there was a runic charm for that, sir. Raidho... Isa, and Kenaz, I think. Does that have anything to do with this?" Alice refrained from actually answering Botros' question since she didn't know the answer... but this sort of still counted, right? "'Cept I can't even see those runes properly."

She was going blind. Son of a garden gnome, she was turning into GRAN. Sound the alarms.