Hermione sat in the little pond with the other girls, Carmine, Nayah and Ottilia. And the other Witches who were gathered together to clean up.
All four of them sat in a circle of their own. Their clothes soaked and wetted from the water they indulge themselves in.
"How are you coping with your abilities?" Carmine by the side asked as she popped a cherry in her mouth.
"Eh…." Hermione stuttered. "I'm still learning." She sheepishly replied.
The training has been hectic for days now. Though she was able to master a few spells that were simple enough to comprehend.
For the complex ones…..She was still a working progress.
Subconsciously, her eyes fell to her knees that had taken all the impact of her falls, but there was not a trace of anything. Not even a scar. Her hands slowly found themselves rubbing on it.