"Yes," Will said, nodding, his brow still furrowed and Silver Light flickering in his eyes. "Professor, I'm thinking about how to turn this wine into grape juice."
"Grape juice? Why? The wine you've produced is already excellent."
Professor Flitwick was astonished-he had thought Will was dissatisfied with the quality of his wine.
"Because..." Will said solemnly, "I don't like wine. I like grape juice."
Professor Flitwick did not know whether to laugh or cry, but he felt that Will still retained a child's innocence, which only made him fonder of the boy.
"But, Will," Professor Flitwick said with exceptional kindness, "this isn't a simple task.
You know very well how difficult developing and modifying charms can be. After all, you've already completed several potion conversions."
"Yes, Professor, I know." Will nodded. "It was just a sudden idea, and I wanted to give it a try."
Professor Flitwick nodded. "If you're interested, we can spend some of our spare time outside our Ritual Studies research looking into... hmm... a Grape Juice Charm, as a diversion."
Professor Flitwick considered it a little longer. "There's still plenty of time before class ends, anyway. You can give it some thought, my boy."
Will nodded, and only then did Professor Flitwick return to his "tower of books," reassured. "Oh, everyone else, what are you staring at? When class ends, I'll be checking to see who hasn't succeeded."
Everyone hurried back to work, and the classroom filled with the incessant sound of incantations.
Will, however, still frowned, occasionally moving his wand through the air. In his vision, he could see oddly shaped magical structures taking form.
He did indeed want to develop a Grape Juice Charm, and it was not simply because he wanted grape juice to drink.
Rather, Will had realized something.
If "grape juice