Chalk scribbled itself along the blackboard as Thomas arranged the tools for the next lesson on one of the many tables of the magic lab. Another student of the mind though he hadn't been nearly as attentive in the classroom as the prior had been. Once more he had the compass and the feather on the table, secondly he had a simple red ball. Should be an easy enough lesson.

Standing himself up, he steadied the small dwarf dragon on his shoulder, stroking its long neck as he took a moment to glance at the clock. Should be any moment now... hopefully.