Chapter Six
Later that night, with my newly-repaired wand ready to go, I made my way to Veilside Academy of Magic for one of my first night classes since being allowed to return to the school — a long story if there ever was one.
Mallory Crane, my best friend and partner in crime, sat waiting for me on the railing of the grand stone staircase that led to the school’s entrance. Her wild, frizzy brown hair shook in the breeze like a tumbleweed as she gazed at the stars.
“Penny for your thoughts?” I asked, startling her. Her oversized glasses made her beady brown eyes look four times larger than they actually were, which I assumed was a direct result of all the time she spent with her nose in a book.
“Uh, excuse you, my thoughts are worth much more than that,” Mallory said as she hopped o
