Minjae knew that the entrance gates were closed, locked and sealed. Yet he could not help himself as he reached for the gate and tried a sneaky push and pull. The gate did not budge, of course and he sighed as he turned back around. He wasn’t even going to try and use magic on it. He would bet his trust fund money that the staff members had put an alarm on it in case anyone broke in or students, like himself, were trying to sneak out.

He had been craving Butterbeer since the morning he had woken up and he wished that he knew the recipe to make one. He was good at potions so making a drink would basically be the same, right? Walking away from the gates, Minjae made his way over to a large tree on his right side and took out his wand as he sat against it.

Pointing his wand at a pebble, the sixth year concentrated on the spell he wanted to use on it. A frown appeared on his face as he tried to non-verbally rocket the pebble upwards in to the sky. The pebble stayed on the ground and had not even moved. SIGH. This non-verbal stuff was more difficult than he thought.