"The pages here..."
Stephen first experimented with an apple.
As he cast his magic, green light gathered in his palm, forming a magic circle.
He rotated the magic circle, and the apple on the table took on the appearance it would have a moment later, after a bite had been taken out of it.
With barely concealed excitement and a feverish thirst for knowledge on his face, he turned it again. This time, the apple rapidly restored itself.
The apple he had bitten into began returning to its original state.
The miraculous sight thrilled Stephen, despite his doctorate in medicine.
Something immediately occurred to him. He turned to the incomplete page and began casting magic.
As his magic took effect, the two pages that had been torn out reappeared.
Just as he tried to read them clearly, cracks appeared in the space-time before him, much like those in the Mirror Dimension.
The cracks reflected scenes from other times and other space-times.
Just as he found himself at a loss, John appeared behind him.
Golden magic forcefully enveloped the time magic.
Then Stephen's hand turned over against his will.
The space-time disturbance he had opened was forcibly shut down as well.
Stephen looked behind him. John raised an eyebrow and said, "Wong and Mordo were called to a meeting about the Zealots."
He came to Stephen's side and remarked, "Less than a year, and you've already caused a major mess."
"I, no, I..." Stephen had no idea what to say. He opened his mouth, then faltered.
"I know. Exploring the unknown excites you." John raised a hand to cut off his explanation and said calmly, "But that exploration comes with danger."
"You certainly don't lack a spirit of adventure." John tilted his head slightly and chuckled. "You're like Ravenclaw, with your