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'They are wizards!' shouted Coin. 'They can be here in the twinkling of an eye! I have given them the power! Besides,' his voice dropped back to something like normal pitch, 'the University is finished. It was never the true home of magic, only its prison. I will build us a new place.'
He lifted dark library these past few days? The magic is inside you now, not imprisoned between covers. Is that not a joyous thing? Is there not one among you who has done more magic, real magic, in the past twenty-four hours than he has done in the whole of his life before? Is there one among you who does not, in his heart of hearts, truly agree with me?'the new hat out of its box, and smiled at it. Spelter and Carding held their breath.'But-’They looked around. Hakardly the Lore master had spoken, and now stood with his mouth opening and shutting.Coin turned to him, one eyebrow raised.'You surely don't mean to close the University?' said the old wizard, his voice trembling.'It is no longer necessary,' said Coin. 'It's a place of dust and old books. It is behind us. Is that not so ... brothers?'There was a chorus of uncertain mumbling. The wizards found it hard to imagine life without the old stones of UU. Although, come to think of it, there was a lot of dust, of course, and the books were pretty old ...'After all ... brothers ... who among you has been into your