Morty wasn't even trying to do anything this time. He was just fucking around with some cardboard, and okay, maybe it turned into an eldritch sigil of some kind, and then it blew up in his face, and now there's people in his room.
Their next classes aren't together; Herod has Intro to Magic, Gav has Drawing and Painting. The onboarding tests that happened at some point placed them in similar but not identical math sections, and they're in the same tutored science and history classes later. They're also in a literature class, Basic Martial Arts, and Word Processing/Technological Literacy. It's a pretty full schedule.
It definitely is. And while Herod is distracted with the possibility that Gav got himself into trouble while out of his sight, he tries his bast to pay attention in class. Everything is just overwhelmingly knew that it isn't that hard to focus on it.
A bit too full, but bits being a child soldier, and the classes are not themselves that bad. Specially both arts (painting and martial) classes. Those are not boring at all.
Intro Magic is certainly interesting. The teacher hands out quartz crystals to everybody and tells them all to keep them on their persons at all waking hours for the rest of the semester so that they can attune to their souls, as having a mystic focus will help them in later magic classes; then, he goes into an overview of hermetic magic, the kind they'll be learning in this class. (Apparently, and confusingly, it isn't strictly identical to the historical magical tradition known as hermeticism! It's been slightly hybridized with several other systems, making it more approachable to novices and more adaptable for experts.)
In Drawing and Painting, Gav gets to paint! There's paper and paint and everything.
Math is math. In History they get a very quick overview of world history, with promises to explore more in roughly chronological order. In Science, they get a similarly abbreviated overview of modern technology. In Literature they start reading the Tale of Genji. In Basic Martial Arts, Sensei Tolman picks the most powerful kid in the class and kicks his ass in unarmed combat, then sets them to practicing how to fall without injuring themselves and how to stand while fighting. In Technological Literacy, they are introduced to the concept of computers, and learn where to place their hands in order to type on a keyboard.
Then their school day is over, and they can get dinner! This may come as something of a relief.
Having no context for hermeticism, Herod just finds the magic introduction intriguing. He asks if the crystal is fragile and if there is any negative side effects of breaking something attuned to your soul.
He finds delightful with how much this world wants to teach his young, but maybe his peers wouldn't agree with him. Gav sure doesn't. The two of them type like two old people (which they might count being reincarnated and all that).
Art is a delight! Math is a bore! History is slightly less boring than Math, though he agrees with Herod that it might help remember this stuff. Science is cool. Literature is cool. Any Martial class where the kid used as an example remains alive by the end is an improvement, both him and Herod are obviously more practiced on how to fight, but their training is less formal.
Dinner remains something out of a dream. Familiar faces around?
The crystal is not fragile, but if he manages to break it there won't be any disastrous effect other than wasted time. Herod's teachers are pleased with his eagerness; Gav's are familiar with boredom, and do their best to penetrate it. Sensei Tolman shakes her head disapprovingly at their technique and mutters something about having to break bad habits.
Dinner contains several familiar faces! There's the Hemitheoi, or Ariel and Xan's group, or even Morty, sitting with a couple of friends.
They wave at Morty and his group but go to Ariel and Xan's table instead.
"Hey, there. Are we interrupting?"
"No, you're fine! Guys, these are Gavriel and Herod - Gavriel, Herod, this is my team, Star Force."
"Plus auxiliaries," comments a boy wearing a mirrored visor.
"Plus auxiliaries, yes. That's Hakim, our one and only auxiliary. You've already met Sky, and these are Sally, Xan and Leo."
"We've met," Xan says. "I demonstrated my power for their Powers Theory class."
"But we hadn't," Leo counters. "Greetings and salutations. I hear you're from another world?"
They nod at the people when they are introduced.
"It was really cool." He tells Xan before turning to Leo. "And we are! Morty over there summoned us naked into his bedroom, he is tragically heterosexual so the story does not have that happy ending it deserves but we enrolled."
"Three times their age," Herod mutters. "Which reminds me. Ariel, we talked to the Hemitheoi and they figured out how to unlock spellwords in case you're interested."
"You're three times our age? You don't look it."
"Oh, cool, I'll talk to... I guess it'd be Sandy? About the spellword thing. Thanks for letting me know."
"You're welcome. Let me know what you get." To Leo, he says. "People in our world cluster reincarnate once per world. We don't normally remember much, but Sandy unlocked the memories."
"Dunno if it counts, I don't feel old."
Leo shrugs. "That's a matter for philosophers, I think. I'm fully prepared to call you a teenager."
"It's probably not that far off." Herod says looking between the two of them. "So... what are you guys stories?"
"I don't have one," Xan claims. "Leo, on the other hand, was born the seventh daughter of a seventh daughter, the Dark Messiah of all magic foretold by prophecy, but when he manifested as a mutant he grew a dick and all that magical potential went out the window because magic is a stickler for gender."
"It's a bitch that way."
Without even looking Herod pinches Gav's lips shut. "Huh, in this case it sounds it was for the better?" He tries.
"It is better being a boy," Leo admits. "But it was also nice being nigh-omnipotent."
"...I guess it would be. Is that sort of prophecy unique to you or more common place?"