Taking a deep breath, Isis nodded. “I’m going to use my wand,” she said.

Scattered giggles in the class as Ms. Maxine’s spell wore off, and whispers of “Isis Wrong” as well.

“Yes, yes, my dear, you will be using your wand to do levitation. But what will you be levitating? You may use my pencil, if you like.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Isis said politely. “I meant, Ms. Maxine, that I’m going to be levitating my wand.”

“You’re going to levitate your wand…with your wand?” Ms. Maxine said, cocking her head. “Are you sure that’s wise, my dear?”

“Or…possible?” Mamie O’Sullivan added. Lips pursed, Ms. Maxine hurled another silence spell at her, but Mamie simply mouthed the words “worth it” to her posse, who tittered in agreement.

Isis held out her left hand, the sleeve of her academic robes dangling, and laid her wand on top of it. Then, hovering her right hand over it, she whispered the incantation she’d already memorized for the paper test.

“Leviatrix!”

Slowly lifting her hand, the wand moved with it, levitating beneath her undulating fingers. The class was dead silent. Holden’s mouth fell audibly open, his next wisecrack stillborn on his lips.

After a moment of miming intense concentration, Isis reached down with her right hand and seemingly snatched the levitating wand out of midair.

The sight of such “magic” being performed on a wand rather than with a wand led to amother moment of dead silence in the class before it erupted in pandemonium. Students were hooting and hollering, cheering and screaming, at the mindblowing sight while Isis beamed a relieved smile.

“SILENCE!” Ms. Maxine roared. She followed it up with a bellowed “Silencio maximus totalis!” and every sound in the classroom was momentarily deadened.

“That’s better,” she said. “Though if you engage in such a disgraceful display again, class, it’ll be demerits for the lot of you.”

Turning to Isis, the teacher gave an impressed, if exasperated, smile. “That was very impressive, my dear,” she said. “Would you care to share with the class how you managed it?”

“Old family secret,” replied Isis, beaming.

“Ah. Well at any rate, well done. That just leaves our Mr. Zachary to demonstrate.”

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