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Finding the school had been an accident. Until that happened Max knew nothing about the thieves or the magicians, although that might have changed even if he hadn’t found the school because he was male and obviously had magic as he’d managed to break through the wards surrounding the building without even trying. A part of him wished he never had, but if he hadn’t he wouldn’t have met some of the wonderful people he’d become friends with, which, often, was enough to make him push his concerns aside. The rest of the time… he had difficulties with the reason they were trying to steal from the thieves, the same way Orla did, and if the two of them had been together they would still be trying to hunt for the real reason. He knew, thanks to a couple of the books they’d manage to grab, that whoever was running everything behind the scenes was keeping things from them.
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