Your night's sleep was interrupted in the most unpleasant way...

You and your roommate Alfred are lying in your beds. Before you fall asleep, your mind is filled with thoughts about today's events and what will happen in the future. The future appears to you in the most triumphant forms. Obviously, one of the reasons for this is the pleasant knowledge that you were able to buy a rare magic book that will help you quickly unlock your extraordinary magical potential.

You and Alfred decided not to try to practice the spells in this book for now. This clearly requires thoughtful preparation and the absence of witnesses...

Last evening you superficially examined the contents of the book, studying the specifics of individual sections.

The abundance of useful magical information contained in this book simply amazed you... Many different branches of magic: transmutation and transfiguration, enchantment, pyrokenetics and cryomancy, extraplanar summonization and much more that you could not yet understand...

And this book is now yours.

You were able to achieve your goal - to take away the most valuable magical tome!

Of course, Alfred also took part in this... risky “event”.

Of course, you are grateful to him for the fact that he was able to find the “seller” and for the fact that he invested part of his own money in the purchase...

But, to be honest, you were always sure that your roommate Alfred was a much less talented guy than you.

He's just a ordinary nerd.

His entire appearance and demeanor confirms this.

You mentally imagine the image of your roommate...

Skinny build, narrow shoulders, a sloppy mop of blond hair on his head, grayish eyes, light pearl skin, a weakly defined small chin.

He's just a weak-willed, timid guy... Mediocrity...

Unlike you!

Perhaps this can be called arrogance, but... you feel that such an opinion about your own abilities is justified.

Your abilities, your potential, your talent, your strong will are something unique.

Therefore, it is obvious to you that the best effect from studying a rare magical book will be achieved by you, and not by Alfred.

It is you and only you who will become a great magician. You will likely become the youngest magician in history to qualify for early graduation from the Royal Academy of Magical Arts, Magister of Magical Arts status, or even... the elite status of Archmagister and particularly rich funding from the royal court!

Similar thoughts about your destiny fill your mind as you slowly fall asleep in bed.

In addition to these thoughts, there are other pleasant details of the events that took place: you and Alfred managed to deceive the vigilance of the guards and management of the Royal Academy of Magical Arts. What you did was clearly illegal. The rules strictly prohibit unauthorized removal of books from the Academy library. Considering the unique properties of this particular book... it’s even surprising that you managed to quietly make a deal with this “booktrader” (surely, this hired library worker has already disappeared into the crowded streets of the city with the money received).

Well, you can add luck to your personality advantages!

You mentally grin: “What a scandal! The Higher Library of Enlightenment and Magical Arts named after His Majesty the King Ronemond the Second was unable to ensure the safety of a unique copy of a rare magical tome! Has his honor, the dean of the Royal Academy of Magical Arts, Alexander Tanrod, shown incompetence?! Ha! Ha! Fortunately, this valuable tome is now in more worthy hands!”

You like to think that your action is contrary to the requirements and rules that your adoptive father Alexander Tanrod defends.

Perhaps you have become so tired of his guardianship over many years that you strive for freedom, even ignoring the prohibitions and norms that some other student would consider acceptable and justified.

So, you fall asleep with a pleasant awareness of your success.

For several hours you sleep peacefully.

However, at a certain point everything changes...

Suddenly, in the middle of the night, you hear a noise in your room.

The sound of something falling. It was as if someone had dropped a stool.

Voice.

An obviously drunk voice that mutters something incoherently.

You hardly open your sleepy eyes...

What you see looks like funny absurdity...

Your second roommate Patrick...

This careless drunkard student...

He returned to the room again in the middle of the night, drunk and smelling strongly of ****.

You see how Patrick, due to intoxication, clearly confused Alfred's bedside table with his own bedside table. Patrick throws Alfred's clothes and other things onto the floor and searches for something inside the nightstand with his trembling right hand. In his left hand is a small lamp emitting dim light.

You hear inaudible muttering: "Where?!” I remember... Fuck! I remember that I had another bottle of pepper schnapps hidden! What the fuck?! Bullshit!"

Alfred's quiet sleepy voice: “Patrick... Stop doing nonsense... Go to bed...”

In response to Alfred, only rude phrases are heard: “Go to hell, nerd-cocksucker! I know better what I need to do!”

An alcoholic student ignores wise advice and continues his search.

You already wanted to sarcastically explain to this idiot that he was looking in the wrong bedside table.

However, you do not have time to do this.

Patrick takes something out of the depths of Alfred's nightstand...

The familiar dark purple leather binding...

This thing looks like... a book!

This is the very rare magic book that you were able to obtain illegally!

You understand that you urgently need to take this thing away from Patrick! Otherwise things could get very bad for you...