The Prodigious Nim, Part Five

{Melisa}

Melisa watched, transfixed, as Isabella's miniature tornado danced on her palm. 

[Wow, that was amazing!] Melisa thought, her eyes sparkling. [I've never really delved into Wind magic before, but seeing Isabella wield it like that... I definitely need to do some research when I get back to the dorm.]

As Isabella returned to her seat, basking in the applause of her classmates, the professor cleared his throat, drawing everyone's attention back to the front of the room.

"Thank you for that excellent demonstration, Miss Isabella," he said, nodding appreciatively. "Your control over Wind magic is quite remarkable for someone your age. Which brings me to our next topic: affinities."

The professor began to pace, his hands clasped behind his back as he launched into his lecture.