It was the middle of the night when a sharp blue magical light filled the girl’s dormitory waking everybody up like a silent alarm.

Bailey opened her eyes and shut it real quick as the shimmering blue light floated over her. She groaned at her disturbed sleep.

“Up! Up! Wake up! You are all sleeping in the wrong position!” Professor Dexter announced, his voice firm, but far from cold.

Around Bailey, students stirred, some groaned at being woken at such an odd hour, but no one dared to ...