Flip… flip… flip…
The initial curious glances from other students had long since morphed into stares of awe, curiosity, and confusion.
The source of their bewilderment hovered in the air around Cecilia.
Not one, not two, but six massive, leather-bound tomes floated in a gentle, rotating orbit at her eye level. Their pages flipped in a synchronized whisper, each book turning at its own pace as her eyes darted from one to the next.
A faint, cerulean glow, the only visible sign of her telekinetic magic, limned each spine and fluttering page. The good old multi-tasking and magical control, a performance that would have earned top marks in a Practical Arts exam and was currently earning her a wide berth in the library.
When a book had yielded all its useful data, a passing mention of the Alicei name in a centuries-old land grant, a note on the Headmaster's discretionary powers in the academy charter, it would gently float down to a growing 'discarded' pile on her left.
