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“I don't think so,” said Sophie. “And I don't think everyone can draw on other people's knowledge for power, either.”

“Oh,” said Jinx.

“Exactly how much magic
can
you do, Jinx?”

Jinx told her.

He only left out the seeing-thoughts part, because that was kind of awkward to talk about.

“All of that?” A purple blop of surprise, but only a very small one, Jinx noticed. “That must be very unusual, Jinx.”

“But I don't really know it all,” said Jinx. “A lot of it's only kind of half there and I don't understand it and stuff.”

“We'll figure it out.” Sophie peered at the Eldritch Tome, then stood up. “I need a magnifying glass. There's one in the book room.”

“But the book room is in Samara,” said Jinx, to her back. He heard her go through the KnIP door and into the Samaran house.

“I should be getting back,” said Wendell. “I just hope I haven't lost any guiding jobs while I've been gone.”

“The Preceptress will recognize you if she sees you again.”

“So I won't let her see me. Besides,” he said, in the kind of casual off-hand voice that didn't conceal that this was the main point, “somebody's got to find Satya and tell her we're all right.”

“That's not worth dying for,” said Jinx. “And neither's getting that stupid red book. Look, I'll feel rotten if I get you killed.”

“You, get me killed? You saved my life. You got me out of the Hutch.”

“You weren't dying there,” said Jinx.

“Not where it showed.” Wendell picked up Simon and frowned at him. “My family's going to disown me, of course. But that means I never have to eat dinner with Grandpa ever again.”

Jinx thought they'd better get one thing clear before Wendell went and got himself boiled in oil for nothing. “Satya's um—” He wasn't sure how to put this. “She's not thinking pink fluffy thoughts about you.”

“I wouldn't expect her to. She's not a pink fluffy kind of person.”

Jinx was surprised. He had to admit to himself that he didn't know much about pink fluffy stuff, and he wondered if Wendell could be right. Probably not. Jinx was the one who could see such things, after all. And he was pretty sure
he
wouldn't want to waste time following around a girl who didn't think pink fluffy thoughts about him. He thought of Elfwyn. For example. It would be useless him thinking that kind of thoughts about Elfwyn—for example—because she definitely was not thinking any thoughts at him that were at all pink, or the least bit fluffy.

“Yeah, but another girl I know,” Jinx said, “she's also not a pink fluffy kind of person, and she still thinks pink fluffy thoughts. About some people.”

Wendell shrugged. “Well, sometimes people just aren't themselves. So this is really the wizard you're apprenticed to?”

“Essentially,” said Jinx. He took the bottle from Wendell. The tiny, somnolent Simon seemed like the biggest problem he'd ever faced in his life. There
had
to be a way to get Simon back. Maybe Sophie would find something in the Eldritch Tome. But would she find it in time?

There were a few other problems, too. Reven, who was going to invade the Urwald. The Urwald itself, which was taking back the paths and denying the Ancient Agreement. And, of course, the Bonemaster.

“How do I get back to Samara?” said Wendell.

“Oh, there's a KnIP portal right downstairs,” said Jinx. “But it goes to the house that the preceptors sometimes have watched, so we'll need to be careful.”

“Will I be able to come back here?” said Wendell.

“Hopefully,” said Jinx. “We'll figure something out.”

“Can't you make another door into Samara from somewhere else?”

“No,” said Jinx. “I don't have enough power.”

“I figured,” said Wendell, with a shrug. “I figured that was why we had to walk here from Dame Glammer's house, instead of you just making a door.”

“That wouldn't have worked,” said Jinx. “Because—”

“Yeah, I figured it wouldn't have worked.”

“Because—” Jinx stopped. Because why, exactly?

It wouldn't take a huge knowledge bomb like the preceptors' to do that. Would it? It wouldn't be as easy as making a hole in a wall, but it should be easier than breaching a dimension. If he could do it, he could travel anywhere in the Urwald in an instant. He could even connect the clearings by a new kind of path.

“Oh, wow,” he said.

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Jinx's Magic

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Blackwood, Sage.

    Jinx's magic / Sage Blackwood. — First edition.

        pages    cm

    Sequel to: Jinx.

    Summary: “A young wizard's apprentice, Jinx, learns that his forest home, the Urwald, is under threat, and to save it he must travel to a new land”— Provided by publisher.

    ISBN 978-0-06-212993-2 (hardcover bdg.)

    [1. Magic—Fiction. 2. Wizards—Fiction. 3. Orphans—Fiction. 4. Forests and forestry—Fiction. 5. Fantasy.] I. Title.

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