Back in the human world, Benjamin snooped around to find the sphere. While looking around, he stumbled across a calculator inside one of the opened lockers and stares at it. Remembered learning a particular spell like this back in the library (while still finding a way to get here), Benjamin reprogramed the device to make it more of an analyzer, so it’d be easier for him to search for the sphere. After getting it to work, he went to each locker one by one, trying to see what each one contained, and if any of them had the sphere, he sought.

So far, no such luck. As Benjamin wandered floor to floor, inspecting every big and small locker that there was, he questioned the possibilities of finding one sphere among so many cabinets and how many of them there were. Why were they all the same color? Benjamin didn’t remember them all being blue before; maybe he was on a different floor?

There had to be a more straightforward method of doing this; he got sick and tired of seeing everyone’s books, clothes, and a bunch of other garbage that these humans usually have, but where could this magician find it? He knew her name, but they don’t show names on there at all? Wait, of course!

.-.-.-.

In a nearby office, the Earth Principal checked something out on her computer.

A loud knock on the door startled her. Who could it be? The Principal with purple hair closed off all the tabs she had on before replying to the loud banging sound.

“Come in; whoever you are.” She said as the door swung open.

Benjamin stepped inside and closed the door behind him.

“Hey, lady, I need some help with...” Benjamin started with his hands raised; his voice trailed off as he looked over to see the computer the lady was right next to.

“Yes, Mr. Benjamin, what is it?” She asked in a cheery tone.

“Ooh, what’s that thing you got over there?” He inquired, pointing at the device.

“Um, a computer? You do all sorts of things with it.” The human principal raised an eyebrow. Did he not know about computers?

“Oh, really? And by any chance, could it also—?”

“It could, but you are not allowed to.”

“Can you stop interrupting me? How will you know what I’m saying if—?”

“You want to know who each locker belongs to, correct?” The principal asked, this time in a more serious tone.

“H-how did you know?” A shiver fell down Benjamin’s spine. He couldn’t believe this. Was he afraid? No, it can’t be. “L-look, I need to find something critical and—”

“I don’t care for excuses; your words are meaningless. Why do you even want to do that?”

“Maybe if you stop interrupting—”

“Don’t you have a class to teach, Mr. Benjamin?”

“I...”

“...You’re not planning something, are you? Why are you here?”

“I’m not doing anything suspicious at all!”

“Do you mean it?”

“Y-yes, I swear.”

The human principal examined him before responding again. “Get out.”

.-.-.-.

Phew, that was a close one. Benjamin thought as he rushed out of the door, his heart pounded across his ribcage. After taking a couple of breathers and calming down, it occurred to him.

Wait, why am I acting scared? That’s not like me at all! He turned to the principal’s door and felt a dark aura surrounding it. If that scary lady is going to be like that, then so be it! We’ll see who comes out on top, cause two can play it that game!