A magic school story

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen:

"Hey, Miss Beazley."

"Hey, Mr Goldwyn." She greeted back. "Rather lively aren't we?" she said, she wasn't smiling but he could tell she was amused.

"Yeah..." he mumbled, deflating again. "Yeah, it's okay. Headmistress Lenden said it'd be okay if I portaled home for a bit."

Miss Beazley dropped an omnispill into her hot water. Jess remembered loving the taste of those but his dad used to hate how unhealthy diet crazes were so he never bought them. It was a little effervescent pill that would change the taste of whatever you mixed it in. It was kind of like stirring in syrup or an instant mix, except omnispills were much more powerful or ethical than anything nestle could cook up. It could even change the texture of whatever you put it in. So you could get a cup of hot water that tasted just like coffee, hot chocolate, French onion soup. Anything really, and you'd never know the difference. They were expensive though and didn't pack on any calories or nutrients so people loved it for dieting.

Right now though? Jess wouldn't need an omnispill. Nothing would taste sweeter than his little victory.

Miss Beazley took a deep chug from her mug and exhaled a satisfying mountain of steam.

"How long do you want the portal open for?"

"I won't be gone too long." Jess shrugged. "Just getting some stuff."

Miss Beazley nodded. "Mm, and good luck to you in the dorm games, Mr Goldwyn. You have much to live up to."

"Oh, yeah." Jess realised. "My dad and aunt won it twice, didn't they?"

"Three times. They won it in their first year, as well."

Oh, yeah... Jess remembered that he remembered it as two wins because his dad didn't count the first win as winning. Since first and second years don't have much of a chance to do anything in the dorm games. His dad said even though the dorm did win, he didn't count it as his own win because he didn't contribute anything.

"Yeah well, we probably won't win." Jess admitted, then he shrugged. "We'll see. Okay, bye Mizzz Beasleyyyyy." He drawled jokingly.

"Bye, Mr Goldwyn."

Jess stepped through the same door that he came through on his very first day of Boxtons- yesterday. And he was already going back. He's stepped through the hazy purple that appeared and once again was back in his house with plain white walls and grey carpeting. It wasn't dark in the house, but Boxtens was usually so bright- especially in the secretary's office, so it took his eyes a second to adjust to the dark here.

His first stop should be the basement. Dad would have a good stockpile of magic wands and staves and there would be quite a bit of magical gear down there. But then it suddenly dawned on him that he was still damn hungry. He might need omnispills after all.

Kitchen first then! He should also pack some more clothes to take to Boxtens too. He wasn't exactly sure who would be washing his clothes for him it at Boxtens and he had a nasty suspicion that students would have to do it themselves- especially in the Cancer dorm... Maybe exclusively at the Cancer dorm. He would probably try and avoid washing clothes, that was insane work and even with magic it took way too long for his liking. The best thing to do would be to just constantly wear clean things so he wouldn't have to bother with that.

He switched his phone on for the first time in a while. It was odd not being able to use it for so long, but whilst he was here, he might as well check if he got any messages from anyone or whether anything interesting was going on. Honestly, he just needed something for his thumbs to do. Had quite bad brain rot.