The Galway School of Dragons book 1: The Death Dragon

Chapter 11

The next couple days are a blur, but mainly consist of me watching a lot of Netflix and eating anything I can find. A couple people come to visit me, including Ima, and Mrs. Polly. "Are you okay!?" They both asked in demanding voices, which I replied to with a calm yes.

"I think you are well enough to travel," Delia says, the morning of the fifth day since I woke up. "But..." I start to say. "No, your basically back to normal and your bruises are looking better." She says, putting her hands on her hips. "We leave tomorrow morning, pack your stuff." She says in a clipped tone, then turns around to leave.

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"Eeee! Albany!" Lucy says the next day as I walk into the warm foyer of our school. "Hi..." I reply slowly, my head pounding. "Lucy, Rebecca, will you want to escort Albany to the medical ward?" Dad asks from the top of the stairs. "Oh! Hi, Professor Albany." Rebecca says, going slightly red. "Hello, Rebecca." She says giving her a warm smile and stepping down the stand in front of me.

"How have you been?" He asks, tenderly touching the bruise on the side of my face. "Okay..." I say, frowning. "You did good, in proud of you." He answers, suddenly I feel a hard weight on my shoulder and squeal from behind. "Ima." I say.

Dad smiles and Ima gives me a big hug and kisses my tender cheek in a friendly way. "Im so excited you're back!" She exclaims, letting go of me. I laugh slightly then stop when a huge strip of pain seers through my side. I suck in a large amount of air and hiss in pain.

Everybody's faces around me turn into a frown. "Okay, lets go." Rebecca says, grabbing my one arms and Lucy the other, leading me to the medical ward. "I'm happy to have Professor Middlewiddle back, her sub sucked." Lucy whispers half way down the hall. I smile at her as we turn into the wing.

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"Returning to class today, Albany?" Dad asks as he walks into my small room in the medical ward the next morning. "Uh, maybe." I say, putting down my book on the side table. "Go to math then, okay?" He says with a smile. "Okay, I might just wan-der in between classes and not do much." I say, as I push myself up as Dad leaves.

I walk across the hall to the bathroom to have a quick shower and brush my teeth. Then I walk back to Ima and I's dorm and change into a pair of sweatpants, a baggy tee and flats, which I'm technically not aloud to wear. I sneak out of the room just as the bell sounds for breakfast.

I walk into the dining hall and snag some pancakes and bacon before I hurry off back to the dorm to get my textbooks. I quickly carry them to the math classroom and sit down next to Rebecca and Lucy. "Glad to see you, Albany." Our math teacher says as she starts scribbling math problems down on the chalk board.

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I meet Rebecca and Lucy in the dining hall for lunch, where I eat a couple spoons of mashed potatoes and and a glass of orange juice. After that, as Rebecca and Lucy run back to class, I go to the library. I sit down in the large, leather chair I loved and started flipping through potions that will save your life.

Finally, I come across the one I was looking for. It reads:

Potion of Reveal:

1 sample of Grassroots
2 flowers of avslöja
1 tear drakon av hjälp

Boil grassroot in boiling water for two minutes, sprinkle with 2 ground of flowers and add the dragon tear last, potion should be slimy. Should turn a shade of blue when a new ingredient is added.

I carefully place a piece of paper in between the pages to mark the potion, and slip the book into my backpack. I leave the library and walk through the halls until I come to Lucy and Rebecca's class. I sit in the uncomfortable wooden chair until the bell rings and they start filing out. I pull Lucy and Rebecca to the side.

"Okay, so you know how I went to London?" I ask, they both nod. "And you know how Professor Middlewiddle told the school I had fallen three stories from the dragon landing pad?" I ask. They nod slowly, a small frowns spreads upon their faces. "Well, I didn't." They stare at me intently, as if my eyes will fall out at any moment.

"I went to collect the Dragon tear I need for my potion, and the dragon sent me into a deep sleep where I moved around and writhed for... 6 days. My body was bruised and cut so it looked like I fell three stories. And since professor Middlewiddle doesn't know how to do potions well.... I need your help, Rebecca," I turn to look at Lucy, "and yours." The stand there looking at me with shock written on their faces.

"Well.... okay." Rebecca says with a shrug. "Lets go now, do you have the recipe?" She asks, I nod and pull open the book and she reads over it. "Where are the tears?" She asks. "Uh.... in my drawer, I took them from Deli-uh, professor Middlewiddle." I say. "Okay, you go get those and Lucy get the flowers from the student stores and I'll go find the grassroots." She says before we all turn and go different directions.

I sneak up to my dorm and grab the bottle of dragon tears, then I rush down the steep steps of the stairs and into the bathroom. We silently open up the stall that's 'out of order' and set up our stuff there. "So, what first?" I ask. Rebecca gives a a look that probably means I should know. "We take potions in school." She says.

Lucy and I look at each other and shrug. "Didn't think it would come in useful." I say. Lucy nods in agreement. "Ugh, okay. Fill this with water." She says, handing me a small scoop.