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Natasha hoped she didn't come off as too nervous. Her magic was getting agitated by how she was feeling. The girl had a air about her that made her nervous as she turned for a second and peeked into the classroom when she spotted her and looked at her for a second and suddenly there was a burning smell as her magic had become more and more agitated as she noticed she was burning the wood that was along with the stone as she blinked and gasped some looking at it as the teacher looked at her and chuckled. Natasha giggled nervously as she looked a little longer.</span>