The College itself and the obvious flaws in its safety procedures. Headmistress Campbell and the College governors refusing to acknowledge any danger or even to listen, and making it clear that both he and Henry were to keep any research relevant to instructional, already approved, matters.
His tower, thick and sturdy and secure, except it hadn’t been secure: it hadn’t warded them well enough, though he thought he’d fixed that with his stronger shield-spell. But it wasn’t safe; it wasn’t a sanctuary.
And the College Library—his Library—held secrets, kept them from him, Theo Burnett, its librarian, whom he’d believed it trusted.
No familiar spaces. No familiar shapes. The Royal College of Wizardry Head Librarian, the Marquess of Fellswood, Henry Tourmaline’s lover, and right now Theo was
