I fucked up big time. The explosion felt as if it shook the earth with vengeance. Black dust, strange sparkles, and smoke ruptured in every direction. One heartbeat later, the giant college collapsed. A cold numbness plunged into my veins. A strong gale erupted in the aftermath of the failed spell, causing the smoke to clear. I frantically searched the ruins to see if anyone else survived. Somehow, I did-but this had to be a fluke. There wasn't a single scratch on me! And fucking hell, the explosion came from my wand. Everyone's death was... my fault.