Auror Training

“This is the room I think,” Calvin muttered to himself with a nod of his head. He pushed the
wood door open with his shoulder so not to drop the stack of papers and notebooks that
he had hugged to chest. Calvin had been told to come to the Auror training to take notes for
Gabrielle so that every detail could be examined, but now he was wondering if excepting
this small job was such a good idea as he turned around slowly to see that he wasn’t in
any ordinary room, he was, in fact, standing in the middle of a forest.

His brown eyes widened from beneath his black-rimmed glasses, and the pencil that had
been held in-between his teeth fell to the grass covered ground. “Amazing…” he whispered
to himself, staring up into what appeared to be the sky, though he knew it wasn’t anything
more than an illusion, it still shocked him that anyone could make such a flawless replica. “I
wonder how much practice it took to get this just right,” he continued to speak to himself, his
eyes twinkling, but that was when he heard a noise. He jumped out of fear, it was unknown
to him that that noise was simply the Aurors speaking to one other far from where he stood.

“They must have gotten started already,” he assured himself, turning on the spot before
running forward. He continued to scan the forest with his eyes as he went, and it was bec-
ause of this that he failed to see the rock before him, sticking up out of the ground. Thud.
“Ou-ch…” he groaned, his face pressed against the dirt with his papers scattered out around
him.

Calvin slowly got to his feet, dusting the dirt and grass from his long-sleeved shirt as he did so.
“This wasn’t the greatest Idea… This is a job for an Auror, not someone like me,” he sighed,
stooping down to collect his stuff. He would surely be late at this pace.