After a quick can of his favourite drink back in the cafeteria Will started to settle down. Maybe a kid decided to get revenge for an old forgotten prank, but whatever the reason he had a nasty lump on the side if his head caused by a flying book.
Will had a small note in his pocket from the school nurse granting him a free pass from all of the first days lessons. He was shocked she had been so nice to him, these notes were worth more than a few kids lives (depending on the buyer) and Will fully intended to sell it on after a few days.
A blast of freezing cold air wafted through the open door, even though the autumn weather had been quite nice for so late in the year.
Will cocked his head to the side and started to think, what was his next lesson? He didn't have to go but if memory served him right it was herbology. He closed his eyes, what was wrong with him? The normal Will wouldn't even have to think, bunking off was always the first option if you knew you could get away with it.
He stood up and shrugged. Maybe it was last year blues, maybe sub-consiously he wanted to see as much of the school as he could before the end of the year.
It only took him 10 seconds to reach the large greenhouses due to his magic. Only when he stopped pumping his magic around his body did he notice the cold.
Will smiled, maybe herbology had become 'extreme herbology' this year. He grinned as he imagined the teacher explaining how this years lessons would be taught under extreme conditions.
He started to walk into the greenhouse, now his imagination running away as he saw kids pruning(sp) flowers while floating in the middle of a tornado.
He was halfway through thinking about watching the teacher trying to watch the class mix herbs while riding down a dangerous looking river rapids when he noticed he'd walked straight into the middle of a confrontation.
He looked around slightly shocked,
"I hope i'm not interupting anything." he smiled...