Chapter 3
After a couple of hours, I sorted out my luggage, cleaned the room with the few household spells that I knew and relaxed on the new bed. In general, the room was a small room with one panoramic window, thank the creator of the invisibility spell, because from the outside no one will see what we are doing. As well as a separate bathroom with shower. In addition to two beds, the room has two desks, a small dressing room (but with a spacious pocket) and a large wall mirror. I stopped by the mirror to try on my new uniform. Well, it's not stupid. The black hoodie, showing my belonging to the necromancers, is made of durable and waterproof fabric. I wonder if he's bulletproof? Then I'll check. From under the hood, blue eyes and the tip of a long blond braid are visible - my pride. My nose sticks out a bit, my father always says it's because I stick it where it doesn't belong. Well, yes, of course, it's not because he himself has exactly the same nose shape. My lips are not large and not narrow, the usual such lips. At least none of the few guys I've kissed have complained. I show my tongue in the reflection, no, not that. This hoodie is simply designed to instill fear in others. I raise my head higher, narrow my eyes and say to my reflection in a sepulchral voice:
- Call me the queen of horror!
- Hmm, can I just use my first name?
Here is a stooped poacher! I turn my head and see my new neighbor! Red-haired, slender, like me, the girl smiles affably. Didn't I scare her away with my performance? Maybe she's a daredevil like me? No, it's too early to look that far into dreams.
My name is Christiane Chaantville. Just Chris. And in general I'm normal. Usually, I start giggling nervously.
- And I'm Aurora Matidelli. For my Rory. Don't worry about the horror queen. I didn’t see enough of this with my former neighbor. Although I do not promise that I will not tease you with this acquaintance.
- Noticed. Wow, what kind of neighbor did you have, I'm already gnawed by curiosity.
- Soothsayer. With the specialization of a weather mage.” Rory rolls his eyes. I nod my head as if I understand what I'm talking about.
- Every day with her was like a powder keg. She wouldn't let me out of the room until I dressed based on her visions of the weather. Somehow, by persuasion and threats, she forced me to put on a fur coat made of duffel wool. Snow, you see, was in her vision. Summer. And why did I just follow her lead. She same constantly was mistaken! - Annoyingly added neigbour.
- Rory, sorry for the indiscreet question, you said your last name is Matidelli. Are you related to that same Matidelli?
Yes, my uncle invented the photographic apparatus. And my great-grandfather is a magic screen, if that's what you mean. And now the whole family is waiting for a feat from me. I haven't even chosen a major yet! Let's not talk about sad things, - Rory cheerfully declared, - have you been to the dining room yet? Dinner time, let's go introduce you to my friends. Although, probably, most will return after the holidays tomorrow, right before the start of classes.
- Great! With pleasure!
To take off the student's coat or not, that is the question. Glancing at Rory, she decided to take it off and stay in her usual attire. Long dress with lace up back and low heel shoes. She took a look in the mirror and was satisfied. It's time to meet the students!