EEEEEEEP!

Ivy immediately regretted opening her mouth when the Headmaster walked in. When he spoke directly to her, she made a movement like she’d almost been hit, fumbling the book in her hands so it thudded back the ground. Not good. Nooooooot good. When he gave them all instructions to tidy the room and find a seat, she gave an overly eager, ”Yes sir!” that she was terrified had come across as sarcastic, but she had really meant it! She would have even saluted him if he’d asked!

She hurried around the room picking up various books and righting the tipped chairs. Some of the older kids used their wands, and she couldn’t help but be envious of them. Magic would have made this much faster. And less sweaty...

Her heart beating like she’d just run several miles, sweat beading on her brow, Ivy finally took a seat near the middle but off to one side where the Headmaster was least likely to make eye contact with her. She took out her parchment and quill, dipped it in ink, and sat with rapt attention so as to not draw more attention to herself.

When others began answering the Headmaster’s question, she began jotting down notes. Someone said you could use it to propel yourself up toward the surface when under water, but that wasn’t what Ivy thought the spell was used for... maybe she was wrong but... ”Professor, I thought it could be used to reveal, like, a staircase? Like our attic is in our ceiling, and my mom usually just pulls the cord to open it and pull the staircase down, but... but couldn’t you use Ascendio?” she asked, feeling more unsure of herself with every word.