Margaret Peregrine is a high school sophomore. Most of the time, she's either at school, at the school robotics club, at the school chess club, or doing schoolwork. Today, she's cleaning out her late great-grandmother's attic.
"Huh, I wouldn't have expected not metamorphosing would make them sick. Axolotls are fine."
"I'm just speculating really; I don't know enough about frog biology to say anything for sure. I do think the tadpoles aren't getting the full benefit of me being a dragon; I didn't catch myself suppressing anything when I was doing the casting and I think it's because I wanted to know what happens more than I wanted to avoid specific results."
"Huh, that hadn't occurred to me. It's good you have a way to check if you're suppressing anything or not."
"Yeah, it's been really good for my peace of mind, especially with planning to teach. As far as I can tell it goes off what I want unless I'm not thinking about it and then it lines up pretty well with what I would or wouldn't be happy with."
"And I don't even know why! I don't know if I'm damaging anything delicate by magically waking myself up after a second."
"Yikes. . . . Do you want to try doing something that would knock you out while I deliberately try to suppress just the unconsciousness part? Or just try to suppress anything that would be harmful to you?"
"That's a good idea! Of course, if it turns out sphinx magic is harmful no matter what or something then I don't have an obvious thing to do in response but I guess I could raise my prices."
"Yeah." If it turns out sphinx magic is dangerous Margaret is going to invest a lot more work in healing spells. "Maybe we can do that with next week's batch of medallions so you don't do any extra magic just for the test."
It does not! It does have mediocre insulation and some questionable lighting fixture placement decisions but overall it's pretty good. The real estate agent seems to have decided they're doing this as research for a school project rather than as an attempt to buy real estate, and is unusually detailed and candid in his explanations as a result.
Gosh, that's the most helpful result that has ever eventuated from somebody not taking a teenager seriously! And means they will not stand out as very odd if they ask weird things about its zoning and how much maintenance the yard wants and stuff.
The real estate agent doesn't know a ton about zoning, but she knows what words people who are looking to change the purpose of a building tend to use and can point them in the right direction. Lawn maintenance is one of those things where any three people will have at least two opinions, but this place doesn't have a neighborhood association so there wouldn't be three people whose opinions actually matter.
"Really? My dad is a cop and he gets calls about people not maintaining their yards - not like 'it's six inches tall' but like 'it's getting weed seeds everywhere'."
This particular house is kind of in the middle of nowhere, so the edges of the property aren't obvious, but the agent can point out the boundary lines. It's a pretty big piece of land by suburbia standards, but much of it is woods that don't need any maintenance and the nearest neighbor who could theoretically complain about the smaller grassy part is a long way off.
House-hunting is oddly fun. Somehow the idea of running a school seems a lot more real when she can imagine herself giving a lecture in this room, or looking over students' diagrams at that table.
There are a lot of prospective houses out there, and it probably makes sense to look at at least a few different ones before making an offer.