Just before the ferry moved away from the stone dock, another young man came aboard.  He was dressed as a fairly typical young wizard fresh out of school.  And he had a Nimbus 1700 broom over one shoulder, with a knapsack over the other.  A small grin crossed his lips as he noticed a good number of students had already changed into their school uniforms.  Probably mostly new students, he thought.<br/><br/>Himself, he was waiting for the trip across the bay to start before changing on the way.<br/><br/>Brian quickly found a place to stow his broom and backpack before moving to the stern deck.  He'd always preferred having the wind in his hair and the smell of the salt spray.