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Arthur was no stranger to St. Joan's Girls' Academy.
His aunt was "studying" there-at least in name. Malinda's "friend" Anna had once written to tell Malinda that there was no lady named Cassandra there at all.
When Malinda brought this up, she kept eyeing Arthur suspiciously.
Clearly, the lady had misunderstood him.
She thought he was testing her fidelity.
Arthur felt deeply wronged by that accusation.
How was he supposed to know his aunt wasn't at St. Joan's Girls' Academy?
It was just like...
How was he supposed to know he was the only muggle in the family?
They had all claimed to be ordinary people, yet every last one of them had kept him in the dark.
He wasn't a bad person.
Nor was he so fragile that he couldn't take a blow.
So what if he had learned back then that he was a muggle?
At worst, he would have grown jealous, then quietly worked harder.
And ended up triggering a disaster?
Dooming the whole family?
As Arthur followed that train of thought, he gave a guilty smile.
How could that possibly happen?
He was perfectly content to be ordinary.
Arthur comforted himself with words even he didn't believe-he knew himself well. He truly was content to be ordinary, but if everyone else in his family was the same and he alone was different, he wouldn't be able to bear it. Even if he could accept it at first, he would eventually become the very sort of person he despised.
There was no other reason. It was simply part of human nature-
People feared inequality, not scarcity.
Fortunately, that won't happen!
Arthur thought this silently, while continuing to speak-
"You did well."
Arthur praised them.
He needed to throw the Inner Bay into chaos.
That included St.