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My fourth-year summer was going away unproductively. Sure, I was learning all this magic in the classes. Professor Alarch frequently kicked me out of the practical classes when I was done with an exercise, and I would go to the magical lab, to which I had now the keys after the Professor saw how careful I was with the equipment. He also asked me to grow some pure quartz crystal energy accumulators (they can be expensive when you're buying them), so I made some for him. That seemed to make him satisfied, and the keys were now mine.
I didn't make any friends by being considered the teacher's pet, but I wasn't willing to half-a*s it and take much longer to do a simple thing, especially when doing things quickly meant being freed from class.
They invited me to the pub a couple of times mo
