- You always asked me to teach you magic and I always refused to do such a thing - he said bluntly after closing the door behind him - However, I changed my mind. I believe that you need to learn to take care of yourself. After all, I won't be here forever - he continued with a smile that hung between bitterness and sadness.

Diana digested her teacher's words without believing what she heard. Would she finally learn to use magic? A thrill of excitement went up to her spine and a wide smile appeared on her face. Diana knew a little magic, she taught herself, without the help of books or a tutor (and obviously, Marcos had no idea about this little, almost nonexistent, knowledge). She waited for that opportunity for a long time, in fact, she had no more hopes that one day Marcos would change his mind. What could have brought this change?

- Since you are starting your studies late - he continued satisfied with the reaction of his pupil - I want to give you this, as a gift - he said, taking a book out of his long-sleeve - My old grimoire. I believe that he will be of great help in this long road that opens for you, Diana.

Diana's hands shook slightly as she reached her tutor's grimoire. Despite the little she knew about magic and wizards, she was aware of the importance of a grimoire to a magician and what it meant for Marcos to hand his over to her.

Diana's fingertips tingled when she touched the worn leather cover for the first time, she could feel the magic overflowing from that object. For the first time, Diana had a more realistic sense of how powerful her tutor really was. His grimoire seemed to overflow with so much magic in her hands, not for the first time she wondered how powerful her teacher really was.

- I see you liked the gift - said Marcos, with a laughing tone in his voice - I also want to give you this: your own grimoire - he continued, extending a brand new leather notebook to his pupil - It may not seem like it, but your grimoire will be of great importance in your journey. Mine will also help you but never forget, the real power of a magician is dormant in his grimoire - he continued seriously - So take good care of it, as if your life depended on it, because one day, it may really depend - said Marcos, his tone getting darker and darker - I want you to write down in your grimoire every discovery, spell or medicinal plant you learn. The grimoire must be the physical representation of your knowledge, do you understand Diana?

Diana shook her head enthusiastically. She was very excited about the possibilities that suddenly opened up in front of her. Who said that she could think of anything else at that moment? Her head was full of everything that could be relevant to the grimoire. She had a slight impression that she had to ask about something, about someone for Marcos, but her thoughts were a little foggy. There was something important that she had to ask about, wasn't it? Hector! Of course! His name flashed through her mind, abruptly. She had to ask him about Hector!