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CHAPTER EIGHT
“Aer sit mihi pontis. Mitte quod peto,” I chanted in a loud, clear voice keeping my focus on the spade.
The tool shook violently then rose from the ground and flew straight into my outstretched hand. I can’t believe I did it.
Finally!
“Again,” Mama Owen barked behind me.
Rolling my eyes, I repeated the spell and tools flew into my hand, quicker and fluidly with each repeated chant. When training was over for the day, I slumped against the wall, exhausted and sweaty.
“Hurry along now, I need to close up shop.” She threw the nasty chocolate bar into my hand. She called it Protein Bars, I call it crap but its energy reviving benefits outweighed my disgust for it.
“Exams start tomorrow and I have a lot to catch up on. Can you like teach me a spell to retain memory?”
“There is a reason why we forget things, Phoe
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