“If that is the case, consider my confidence restored.” She offered him, still bearing the confidence of her house into adulthood. Of course her wand gave her a sense of control over her magic, but she'd been aware of the gentle hum in her blood well before she was matched with her wand. Yes, she could accept magic by other means, and her interest in this demonstration continued to grow.

Her attention was split between her instructor and his work, and her mind cataloged as many nuances as possible for whatever task he would assign her. She felt her body responding to the amount of raw magic in the room; she could describe it in no other way. As adults, magic was conservative and targeted. Day-to-day magic took little effort or skill at their level, but what she could feel between him and the space between them was invigorating; this she did not do every day.

Chuckling as she shook the powder from her hair, Themis politely asked him, "What should I watch for, to know if something goes wrong?" There was a reason students weren't allowed into the class without six years of education and prior approval.
“I dislike being the cause of destruction.” She added with her Sphinx-smile before turning back to the table. “Anything I should be wary of or avoid?”

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