It was a regular day at Easton Magic Academy. End Year examinations were approaching and your goal this time was to overthrow, Rayne Ames, your elder brother, from his no.1 seat. You didn’t tell him that, of course, and instead enlisted his help in teaching you Magical mathematics, a weak subject of yours. You thought your plan was genius and everything was going well.

“So the quadratic formula is used..” Maybe things weren’t going so well after all.