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.
"Yeah, I don't even want regular unenchanted mosquitoes in my house. Fruit flies are relatively harmless and you can buy them from science teacher supply catalogs."
"I guess it makes sense that science teacher supply catalogs exist. What else is in there?"
"Glassware, chemicals, molecular models, blood typing supplies, stuff like that. I've been resisting the urge to buy a miniature steam engine kit."
"That sounds adorable! Our science teachers have been holding out on us."
"They are adorable! And it looks like some of these tadpoles are keeping up with the control group, so that's good," she adds as she puts the camera away.
"A couple of them died last week; I think that spell variant interfered with metamorphosis and they got sick from it. And then there's a variant that I'm kind of expecting will make them grow up more slowly, and then the rest of them have some variation in how much leg they have but so do the controls so I'm not too worried."
"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."
Speaking of next week, they can go ahead and book that house tour.
How exciting. They can make sure it doesn't have black mold or anything.
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'."