Julia watched as Lindsey somehow flung the pile of sticky notes into the trash all in one go. The students arrived one by one and soon, ninety percent of the seats were filled. It was weird that everyone was wearing grey clothes except for her. However, no one said anything about that to her.
The lecturer arrived. He was an old man with a grey beard, a black witch hat, grey suit and short cape, and a monocle. A yellow stone pendant was around his neck.
“Hello everyone, good morning. I assume none of you know me. I’m Mr. Penn and I’m your lecturer for this course. This course will cover very basic witchcraft, along with some explanation behind your origin,” said Mr. Penn
Everyone was still chattering, save for Julia and Cole.
“Quiet. Now I will show you some visuals by the use of magic,” Said Mr. Penn
He went near the cauldron, took off his pendant, and reached inside his pocket. Then he unplugged a tiny bottle of what looked like a shimmering dark purple fluid.
“I will pour a little bit of Purple Fox blood,” He said
He then dumped half of the bottle into the cauldron. That didn’t seem like a little bit to Julia. He put the cork back and got another bottle from a drawer.
“Just a pinch of false mercury salt,” he said
As soon as he unplugged the bottle, he sneezed with a loud volume. Some of the students laughed until he looked at them with stern and fiery eyes. They quieted down at once.
Mr. Penn then stirred the mixture with a stick that was in the cauldron. He then dipped the glowing yellow pendant in the mixture. There was the sound of a pulse of air, and the room became dark. The liquid on the pendant appeared to evaporate into yellow smoke and there was a vision in the smoke.
“As you can see, this is your place of resurrection,” said Mr. Penn
It looked familiar. It was a dark place with a glowing house and with shattered windows and the sound of screams. Julia’s heartbeat increased.
“If you were harmed in the dream in which you first appeared, then this haunted house will appear and drag you inside, where your consciousness awakens and you come to learn about being a witch or warlock, and about this university. We’ve all been through that,” Said Mr. Penn
“But…” said Julia
“Any confusion?” said Mr. Penn, looking at Julia
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“No.” said Julia
“You… Are you sure you’re in the right place missy? This isn’t the Fairy core building.” Said Mr. Penn
“I am a witch. The haunted house did appear.” Said Julia
“Oh, so you used your magic to transform your dress. Interesting,” He said, turning away
“But…” said Julia
“But what?” said Mr. Penn
“I actually ran away from the haunted house.” Said Julia
“That’s impossible. No one can resist the force coming from the haunted house.” He said
Everyone began to whisper.
“Indeed, I did run away and I entered a cottage with a mirror.” Said Julia
“May I see your ID?” He said
Mr. Penn rotated his pendant clockwise at the end of its chain and the lights turned back on. Julia squinted her eyes before reaching inside her pocket and giving him the ID.
“Let’s see…” he said
Name: Julia Blossom
ID: SW-LT-W
Dept.: Witchcraft
“Department is fine. The last code is fine too… so I guess nothing has happened… Hold on. LT. Light type power. You’re a light type witch? That’s strange. I think you should go to the registrar’s office and get it checked. After all, all departments have DT and LT except for Witchcraft.” Said Mr. Penn
Julia put her ID back in her pocket and drooped her head down.
“Excuse me Mr. Penn, but there has been a light type witch in history,” Said Cole
“That’s just a myth, boy,” Said Mr. Penn
“The real life example is right in front of you,” Said Cole
Mr. Penn shrugged and said, “I don’t have time for this.”
The students began to talk amongst themselves.
Afterwards, they were shown basic spells on the projector for some reason. Julia couldn’t help but wonder why they didn’t use magic for that. Maybe the ingredients and materials were expensive?
Even though they were studying magic, there was nothing quite magical about it. The lecturer was just reading out from the slides. No one would be expected to concentrate under such circumstances. And after hearing all of that, there was no way that Julia could concentrate, and instead she just started to feel like an outsider. She was the only light type witch in the room, the only one to be wearing different clothes, and no one’s hair color was quite as showy as her own. In short, she felt like she didn’t belong there.
After the first class was over, it was time for a general course that was open for all departments, at least according to Cole. Julia checked her schedule and saw she had a course that was different from that of Cole’s and Lindsey’s.
She waved goodbye and was about to lug her guidebook as she walked away.
“Darling, don’t you have a bag?” said Lindsey
“No,” said Julia, looking away
Julia felt like shrinking away. Her heart was beating fast in her chest and she felt discomfort and couldn't speak.
“Why, I guess that your dreamer had no sentiment for you,” said Lindsey
Cole left. Julia was expecting Cole to defend her again, but he didn’t. It was then Julia thought that if she couldn’t help herself, then no one could help her.
The two of them were in the middle of the pathway. But alas, Julia couldn’t think of what to say. So she left, with her eyes on the ground. All she could see was the grey concrete and the green grass. There were some wildflowers amongst the grass.
As she walked all the way to building no. 1, she bumped into something but didn’t drop her guidebook. She lifted her head and saw it wasn’t someone but rather someone. It was the white haired guy from before.
“Sorry did I hurt you?” said Julia
“No, but please be careful from now on.” He said
Julia sighed.
The two of them headed in the same direction and found they had the same class, Basic Transformation Science.