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2024-10-29 19:42:56“What class do you have first?” Wilkes asked both Trisha and Harold.
“Flight Erudition known casually as FE,” Trisha responded.
Wilkes eyes widened.
“Do you know what that means?!” he asked, barely able to keep his excitement to himself.
“No,” Harold drawled.
“Trisha will be taught to fly using a broom!” he said, louder than he intended to.
“I won't exactly be taught to,” Trisha said.
“What do you mean?”
“I'd been able to fly a broom since I was nine. I'll simply be wasting my time in the class when I'd rather be consumed in a book.”
“Good old Trisha,” Harold said with a grin. “Golden Lake's very own genius.”
“There's no need for flattery,” Trisha said although she liked that they showered her with praises.
Wilkes turned to look at Harold.
“How about you? What do you have now?”
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