"You'll need to guide the officer's where the bodies are, sweetie," the front desk lady offered a hollow smile, gesturing to the two men coming from the room behind her. Another person came out, dressed in a distinct outfit. One that was recognizable among pranksters in the school, the Dispellers.
"Oh, and him too, he's important," She pursed her lips in dissatisfaction. Dispellers weren't necessarily favored among magic users, after all, their job was to get rid of magic.
"Lead us away, missy," One of the officer's spoke aloud, which I swiftly proceeded to do. It felt strange to lead a group of grown men. I wasn't a fan of authority, especially towards adults.
While making our way out the front door of the Main Building, the Dispeller began to ask questions.
"What was used in the potion, Miss...?"
"Gra-," I inhaled a sharp breath in fright, "I-Ivanov. And I used Valerian Root and Chamomile Leaf."
He shared a bewildered look, but ignored my suspiciousness, "Ok Miss Ivanov, when did you create this sleeping potion of yours?"
"Last class period..."
That's when shock plastered all across his face, "What? But it takes at least 8-9 hours for it—"
I quickly added in, "To fully develop, yes. I'm confused as well."
"Did you two forget that magic is a thing? Miss Ivanov, perhaps you mixed in some magic in you potion-making process," One of the guards left to the Dispeller, mentioned.
"That's impossible, sir!" I blurted out but they stood there, dumbfounded.
"But there's no other explanation for it," the Dispeller concluded, "Maybe you weren't aware."
"We're here," I pointed ahead to the three unconscious bodies that laid at least five feet away from us.
That's when a sudden announcement on the speakers spoke aloud, "Students and staff members, please stray away from the Magic Building and Main Building path in between the gardens."
"Everyone stay back," the Dispeller began to walk ahead, attaching a white medical mask onto his face, "I'll investigate the severity of the potion."
The guards and I stood back, watching the Dispeller take a sample of the spilled potion concoction that was left on the ground. He immediately got rid of the concoction on his fingertips with a sudden, bright flash. He dispelled of the potion, living up to his infamous title.
He stood up from his crouch, and walked towards us.
"Miss Ivanov," he began, "This potion most certainly had magic involved."
The guards rolled their eyes and sighed as if the Dispeller just proved them right.
"But how?" I questioned with a certain excitement rising. Did I really use magic without realizing it?
"Well, That's what I want to know. How did you not realize?" He scratched the bottom of his chin, and then pushed down his mask. "You used a powerful external magic, Miss Ivanov. It usually never goes unnoticed, but I suppose in this case, you used it in a rather interesting way...but I can't explain now."
The Dispeller than have a stern look to the two guards standing behind me, "You two bring the bodies into the Dispelling Room. Only in there will they wake up."
The Dispeller began to walk down the path towards the Main Building, but he gave a quick warning, "Also, Don't inhale too much. Miss Ivanov must run some Apothecary, it's quite... sleep inducing."
He tossed two medical masks to the guards and gave a short wave, before shoving his hands into his lab coat's pockets.
"Miss Ivanov?" He called aloud. I stood their bewildered without much choice but to follow him, leaving the guards by themselves.
When I finally caught up with the Dispeller, I made sure to correct him, "I don't run an Apothecary, Mr..."
"It's Doctor," He shot an annoyed look, "Dr. Aragon."
YOU ARE READING
Under the Spell
FantasyCaroline is a quiet, reserved girl attending to one of her country's finest magical academies. But she's often mistaken for a girl who's very average and has little to no power at all. The real story? She's a Grand Witch of her coven and her soon-to...