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Chapters (47)
  1. Copyright Notice
  2. Dedication
  3. Epigraph
  4. Map
  5. AUTUMN I
  6. chapter one RISK ASSESSMENT
  7. chapter two UPPER SIXTH INVOCATION
  8. chapter three OLD FAITHFUL
  9. chapter four SITE MANAGEMENT
  10. chapter five THE ARCHIVES
  11. chapter six ANEETA
  12. chapter seven THREE-STEP PLAN
  13. chapter eight INCURSION
  14. chapter nine CHARLIE
  15. chapter ten PHOENIX
  16. chapter eleven REFLECTION AND TARGET-SETTING
  17. OCTOBER HALF TERM
  18. chapter twelve REPUTATIONAL DAMAGE
  19. chapter thirteen RED LION
  20. AUTUMN II
  21. chapter fourteen NOVEMBER
  22. chapter fifteen VAPE
  23. chapter sixteen THE LAKE
  24. chapter seventeen THE HUNT
  25. chapter eighteen ROMANCE
  26. chapter nineteen THE END OF TERM
  27. CHRISTMAS
  28. chapter twenty LONDON
  29. chapter twenty-one IMPULSE
  30. chapter twenty-two A SLIGHTLY REGRETTABLE DECISION
  31. SPRING I
  32. chapter twenty-three BEFORE IT GOES BANG
  33. chapter twenty-four MOCKS
  34. chapter twenty-five CAREERS
  35. chapter twenty-six GUIDANCE
  36. chapter twenty-seven SNOWDROPS
  37. FEBRUARY HALF TERM
  38. SPRING II
  39. EASTER
  40. SUMMER I
  41. chapter twenty-eight PHOENIX INDWELLING
  42. chapter twenty-nine OATHBOUND
  43. chapter thirty CONTINUING PERSONAL DEVELOPMENT
  44. acknowledgments
  45. Also by Emily Tesh
  46. about the author
  47. Newsletter Sign-up

Who’s she, the cat’s mother? Walden thought. Wearing her teacher outfits always made her own mental voice start to sound a bit like her grandmother. She took a note. Since she had nothing important to record yet, she wrote down what time it was.

Aneeta read it upside down. “We’re being timed!”

“I didn’t say that,” Walden said. “You have the whole double.”

“So … summoning circle, right? Salt, chalk,” said Will. “Let’s go.” He fetched supplies from the cupboard in the corner of the classroom, along with a metre ruler. “Big and central.” He got on his knees and started work on the pentagram.

“Shouldn’t we check the perimeter wards first?” said Aneeta.

“It’s a school lab, they’re fine,” Will said.

Walden said nothing.

Nikki said, “Aneeta’s right. Safety check first. Oi.” She scuffed her black school shoe across the chalk lines Will had drawn.

“Seriously?” said Will.

“North, south, east, west, windows, door, fire exit,” said Nikki. “Matty, you take this half of the room, I’ll do that half.”

The split ended up being one-third to two-thirds, because Nikki was a lot faster at spellreading. But Mathias was responsible for the fire exit which Walden had altered. She took care not to watch him any more than the others. Mathias was exquisitely sensitive to the attention of authority figures. He would notice, and panic.

“Done? Can we actually get on with this now?” said Will.

“This doesn’t look right,” Mathias mumbled.

“It’s a school lab, it’s fine.”

“It doesn’t.”

“What’s wrong with it?”

“I dunno,” Mathias said. As usual, his instinct for magic was outstripping his grasp on theory. Reading the logic of someone else’s spell was not always easy, but they’d spent a long time on incursion wards last summer. Walden bit her tongue. Normally, she would have encouraged Mathias to at least try before he gave up; but the point of this exercise was to let the class figure things out by themselves.

Aneeta came and peered up at the ward next to Mathias. After a moment she gave a little screech. “Nikki!”

“What?” Nikki had moved on to ostentatiously checking on the fire extinguishers.

“Again, guys, school lab, school ward—” said Will.

“Oh shit,” said Nikki, staring at the streaks of black and yellow paint.

Will paused.

“Language,” said Aneeta, with a glance in Walden’s direction.

“Actually,” said Walden serenely, “‘Oh shit’ is the correct reaction to finding an error in an incursion ward.”

Will finally joined the other three, clustered around the fire exit. He frowned. “Is it—”

“It’s the location,” said Nikki. “It’s too vague.”

“‘This place,’” Will read, translating the loops and swirls of arcane notation on the wall.

“Could mean anything,” said Nikki. “This room, this building, this school, this whole country— Nice one, Matty.”