Now that Culloden was over here, Gwen didn't want to ask the question. He was going to think she was stupid. She had to ask, otherwise she wouldn't be able to keep going with her potion. "Um, I can't read the words," she said in nearly a whisper. "I was wondering if I could go up to the board so I can trace my fingers under it and read it better."

She had expected to feel better once the words were out, but she didn't. She was almost holding her breath, waiting to see how he would respond to finding out he had a twelve year old student whose brain didn't see letters in quite the same way as everyone elses.