To your bedroom.

As you exit Ophelia's office and ener the common room, you find it full of Phoenix students as usual. You wonder if they can hear your activities behind Ophelia's door.

Glancing to the hall leading to the dorm rooms, you once again see Harmony, as she too enters the common room. She is starring right at you as you close Ophelia's door behind you. Her eyes quickly narrow as she turns her attention away and heads for the courtyard outside. Why does she seem so put out with you all the time? It's not like you ever did anything to her. You shake the Ashcroft girl from your thoughts and you make your way back to your room. Fun with Ophelia is great but it won't get you passing grades. It's time for your studies.

Entering your room you find your Phoenix familiar has taken to resting on your bed. It's head tucked next to its body apparently sleeping. You sit at your desk and go over the days lessons. Mostly introductory stuff and not a lot of material to study. You do recall your illusions professor saying anyone who could hold an illusion for two minutes would be exempt from the first test and decide to review your illusions tome.

A few hours pass of studying and practice. You feel you have the concept of illusion down but the actual weaving of light is easier said than done. You have managed to create the illusion of a fire on your desk but maintaining it is difficult. The longer you hold it, the less real it looks. Becoming more translucent and ghostly as time passes. You decide you might need a break from illusion. You will have tomorrow night to practice as well befor you return to that class.

Moving on to alchemy, something you seem to have more aptitude in, you pull out your ring. Thinking of what you could transmute, you see your Phoenix stirring on your bed. He still needs his own space within your room. You decide to make him his own perch. Your foot board worked before, so you focus your attention there. You imagine a branch extending out the top and spreading evenly across its length. As you hold out your hand over the wood, it slowly creaks and extends into a small branch that forms a T shape. "That was easy." you think to yourself. "Maybe I should try something a little more intricate." You look to your wooden wardrobe. The top looks like a nice nesting spot. You pull your desk chair over to stand on. Again, extending your hand over the top, you imagine a large bird's nest. The tiny twigs and sticks woven together to create a soft bedding. You are amazed as the wood takes shape to your will. Its almost like you don't even have to try. You seem to have a real knack for transmutation. As you admire your your own craftsmanship, your Phoenix flies up and nestles in. It appears he approves as well.

Deciding to spend the rest of your study time before dinner on tomorrow's classes, you read up on pixies before working on your paper and meditating on the elemental energy around you. The time passes and before you know it, the chime of the dinner bell rings.