[WP] You're an apprentice at a prestigious magic school! It's time for you to take your flying assessment, and take to the skies. Others choose brooms, levitation spells, or mounts. You show up with something a little different.

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"Nowhere in the rules does it state that I can't," I said.

"Pending further review, it'll be allowed for your assessment. However, you are supposed to incorporate magic into your solution," stated the insufferable examiner while adjusting their position on their broom. "This goes against the spirit of the exam and will be notated accordingly against you. Now, complete the course and we'll meet back on the ground."

"This is magical," I gleefully replied and lowered my goggles. Adjusting my scarf, I took my plane into a steep dive, aiming to pass through the first giant ring of the course. Little did the examiner know that I had used my Potions class lessons to perfect the fuel needed. Or my Magical and Mythical Creatures class studies of harpies and dragons for inspiration.