Oliver pressed the button and instantly the mouse became completely frozen, its little nose pointing upward mid-sniff. It was a peculiar sight. Oliver struggled to get his head around the fact the mouse was stuck in time, like his brain couldnt fully accept it. A bit like with the invisibility patch. He was starting to understand why a human brain could explode if exposed to too much Seer-related information too quickly!

Got it! Hazel suddenly exclaimed.

Oliver looked over, stunned by what he saw. In Hazels box, the little white mouse had changed. It looked like an adorable cartoon character, with big eyes and eyelashes. It was even standing on its hind legs.

Amazing! Oliver stammered.

Gosh, Hazel, Simon added. That was jolly fast work.

Walter clapped Hazels success, clearly thrilled for her. But Ralph had still not achieved anything.

I thought this was supposed to be easy for me, he said.

As Hazel went to show Mr. Lazzarato her mouse, the rest of the gang bowed their heads over their worksheets. Oliver tried to absorb all the information but never before had he felt so challenged. School had always been easy for him. Finally, he was somewhere he would be pushed to grow and hopefully, one day, excel. But that seemed very far away from his reach right now.

Oliver attached the electrodes on the box to his temples. He felt a strange pulsing sensation which seemed to make his mind become foggy. Then he closed his eyes and visualized what he wanted to achieve; a muscular mouse like some kind of wrestler.

The sheet had said it would take thirty seconds to take effect, and so Oliver waited, counting through the numbers in his head. It was remarkably difficult. The pulses coming from the electrode made it feel as if his thoughts were swimming in soup.

Finally, he made it to thirty and opened his eyes. The mouse was exactly the same. Disappointment bit at him.

I cant do it, he said, sadly.

Dont worry, Walter said. Its hard.

But in Walters own box, his mouse had changed. Not a lot, but hed definitely made its head bigger and its tail longer. Despite Walters claims that magnetism was a bad specialism to have, hed still had more success than Oliver.

Whats the worst specialism for a Seer? Oliver asked.

Walter pondered for a moment. Sonar, probably. Why do you ask?

Because Im sure my test will show me that Ive got it, Oliver replied. Either that or it will show me Im not a Seer at all!

Walter shook his head kindly. You failed at your first attempt, thats all. Its not the end of the world.

Dont get disheartened, Simon added. Try and try again.

Easy for you to say, Ralph huffed, clearly growing frustrated with his own failure. Your specialism is molecular. Its a close second place after atomic if you ask me.