Jonathan sat before a window. It was cold, snow could be seen everywhere. He estimated at least 30 centimetres or around one foot for those that still followed a hopelessly outdated measuring system of snow lying around outside. He sighed and leaned back. He had prepared the last few weeks for that, and his smartphone, which right now he could only use sparingly, said that it was Chrismas today. He began the spell. Soon glitter could be seen in the air around him, forming into an old man with a red suit. Outside of the school building, a sled and reindeers were forming. The old man laughed in a strange way, sat down in the sled and began to move through the world. Elise came along the corridor and asked: "I felt you using magic. Why? And what did you do, that was not an insubstantial amount of mana you used there?" Jonathan laughed and answered: "Oh, I only invoked something from my world, do not worry, it is not dangerous:" Elise loudly wondered: "But your world has no magic, so what could you invoke through magic?" Jonathan did not answer that question. When Elise went back to her room, there was a box, with a red wrap around it. On it written were the words: "You did good this year. Santa Claus".

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