Regulus looked startled and reminded himself to look up a mind barrier spell before coming next class-he never did like when people looked in his mind.
He bit back a retort that would most likely get him thrown out. He'd been in Blue Moon long enough to know that most people here did not share his views (prejudice) Instead choosing to work on his own summon. His magic was white (angelic) though tainted with the sorrows he'd experienced and flowed trough him effortlessly.
He was older than he looked after all.
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