On Monday, Grandpa took me to a training site. It was empty, which was unusual for a Sunday.
"There is something else you'll need to do before the hearing," he said.
"What?" I asked.
"You must drain your magic," he said. "I know you've barely started recovering, but you need to lower the level of your magic, again."
"But..." I said, remembering how miserable I felt while my magic levels were low. "It was bad enough last time. If I come looking all pale again, won't they notice something's off?"
"You shouldn't drain your magic that much," grandpa said. "Just enough to go down to level one. It should not affect your health that much."
"And how do I do that?" I asked. "I still haven't learned to use the magic. At all. The only thing I've done so far was the stupid control exercise you m
