"I didn't mean to yell at you." He finally said and opened his eyes. "But you really need to focus first." He moved around and sat on the chair he had been standing next to. Crossing his legs again, he said, "If by the end of the day you move the pencil, even a bit, then I'll teach you a spell." He promised.
"Really?" I couldn't hold back the happiness in my voice.
"Consider it as a reward." He smiled.
"Okay!" I said and closed my eyes.
