Her room is not there.
Instead, there is some sort of bar.
She eeps.
"What's going on?" she asks no-one in particular.
Well, since nothing bad is happening, she will just come in to investigate.
She's a Ravenclaw. She has a right to be curious.
She comes up to the Bar and says, "Anybody there?"
The door opens, and Amy bounces through.
"Ooh, ooh, is this another magic thing? I found another magic thing! Whee!" she twirls. "So, what is this magic thing?" Amy asks Flora.
"Hello. This is a magic bar, and its door substitutes itself for other doors at random. The bar can talk, in napkins. And it gives you your first drink for free. Apparently."
Amy says, "Aww, don't worry, I'm sure Miss Bar won't mind that much! And can I get some kind of fruit juice maybe? Surprise me. Coins can only do very specific things."
"What kinds of coins are you talking about?" asks Flora.
Amy explains minting and shows Flora some of her coins. They are bright yellow with glints of orange.
"...Can I mint myself? This seems very handy."
"Sure, here you go," says Amy.
Flora mints herself, then pinches her ear. She gets a triangle that looks like a light pink rose petal. "Oooh!" she exclaims quietly and starts examining it.
Amy asks, "What kind of magic do you have?"
Flora says, "Wixen magic. You have a wand and you cast spells with it, you can also make potions and so on."
Amy makes herself a witch. "What kind of wand do I need? I can make one!"
"I'm not really sure. I know that for best results, a wand needs to be made of a magical wood, contain part of a magical creature, have all the right runes, and have a binding substance, which is usually a potion. Say, Bar, do you sell wands?"
She spots the pale girl. "Hello there, this is a magic bar! It sometimes happens instead of doors. Like, there was a door and then it happened."
Flora looks up. "I don't suppose you're another kind of magic?"
"We swapped already, so we're both, but, I'm a witch, that is, I have a wand and can cast spells -" Flora levitates one of Bar's napkins, "- Amy's a mint, that is, a person who can make coins, like so, -" she demonstrates a triangle, "- and you have to hurt yourself to make them, but they grant wishes! Including making people into mints. So, do you have any magic?" Flora is smiling now. It's a tiny smile. Still.
"My name is Flora.
Can I learn these things? I like studying magic." says Flora.
"We can make you or someone else a mint or a wix in exchange. Can you describe these in more detail? Are there any downsides to them? asks Amy.
Since Flora already wished for a pain superpower and high pain tolerance just like Amy's right after being minted, she makes some hexagons.
"Oh man, I get enough of that from my teachers!" exclaims Amy, annoyed.
She thinks about it. "Ugh. You're right. Fine. With great power comes great responsibility, yadda yadda."
She does not like it but she acknowledges that people with coins are Very Powerful.
She stays grumpy for about two seconds, then makes a square and conjures a webbed red and blue suit with a spider in the middle over her clothes and giggles.
says Amy.
"My magic is more common, we have a secret magical world, it's hidden from Muggles, that is, those with no magic, it has its own government and its own wars," she shudders at this last part.
Amy takes one look at Flora and hugs her. Flora weasels out of the hug but offers her head. Amy raises her eyebrows and then pets her. Flora smiles and says, "I have unusual preferences."
Amy asks, "Leekath, what is your world like, besides magical and vampire-containing?"
Or were you hiding the fact that your world is triangular or something?"
"No, it's spherical like yours," says Flora bemusedly.
"So, list the species?"
"I don't have a list memorized - no, it's really square, I mean it's ten miles thick, but I'm familiar with ball planets, I've been to one in another world before. Um, there's vampires and elves and dragons and humans and leonines and halflings and dwarves and merfolk and skyfolk and... fairies and pixies and sprites... aaaand... wolfriders and I think that's it for Elcenia."
"Cool. My world doesn't have any of those." says Amy. "What other kinds of magic are there?"
A hexagon and two pentagons later, they are both masters of kamai.
"Thank you!" says Amy. And floats.
Then, Flora realises this is applicable to wixen magic and pentagons it for both of them. The last two years of Hogwarts are going to be trivial.
Amy remembers the other two types of magic Leekath mentioned. She is a wizard and a hearer- "Aaah, so many voices! Stop, stop!" She undoes her wish, then stares at Leekath, "How can you focus on anything like that?"
Flora conjures some gems, orders mashed potatoes from Bar and sits down to eat. It was almost lunchtime when she came in.
"Kyma who know how to use it also make terrible decisions about it sometimes! You don't know what the forbidden workings are, you might wind up giving someone else spontaneous kamai and not know how to teach them to stop setting things on fire, it's hereditary if you ever have children and they'll need to be taught too!"
Amy looks about to put something in, but she gets squeezed again.
She asks bar for some music she hasn't heard yet.
"The forbidden workings are forbidden because they are too close to things that are 'evil', some of them. One of my kamai teachers was charged by a goddess to make sure kamai didn't get out of control on my world, that's why only a couple people know how to give it out, and you're circumventing that entirely! Also your coins are evil and hate you and will hurt you if they can!"
"You can - cripple them," Leekath says reluctantly. "So they don't do anything evil. With smaller wishes. But I'm only telling you that because in larger sizes they'd be more evil than you are careless, not because I actually think it's a great idea for you to suddenly be more effective at doing things you don't understand!"
"Can I install a confirmation window into your head? One that won't close until you've thought things through? You really need it," Flora says.
"What? No!" She remembers how she gave out powerful magic to a stranger, and amends, "...Okay, fine, you're right." she sighs. "Go ahead."
Flora makes a bunch of coins and declaws them, going all the way from triangles.
She tries to make the confirmation window. Pentagon? No. Hex?
"For the love of God don't tell them about the existence of any kinds of magic or anything remotely potentially dangerous from your world!" Leekath tells the newcomer without even pausing to look at her.
"...Why?" asks said newcomer.
"They're just granting themselves new magical powers at whim! And then installing safeguards that they took about four seconds to think of and figuring that does the trick!"
"...Cayra," says, apparently, Cayra. "Um, I'm glad you met her first and not me because if I'd just told you about my magic and you'd gone and installed too much of it you'd be a wreck of a human being who could not understand language, conceptualize personhood, or stop setting things on fire, among other drawbacks..."
"Am I at risk of this?" asks Cayra.
"Only if I or they do kamai, which my lie detection would be. It's a small risk, and I'd notice, and I could help you address it safely or at least give you the tools to do it on your own. But if they go and do kamai in a city..."
"Gotcha."
"Oh. Note to self, go somewhere with no people around when doing kamai. Hmm." She conjures parchment and a quill and writes it down, apparently not satisfied with just saying it. "If you do catch kamai, I could try to get rid of it. So, do you know why the pyromania and all the other things happen?" Flora has completely forgotten about her lunch, because that is terrible.
She wishes: when it's on, it should color, in her vision only, people who lie - red, people who misdirect or imply - yellow, people who are telling the truth can be green, and anything else can be blue.
"Full sentences please, ready to go," she says.
"They do what they're told, not what you meant, and they try to backfire but you can fix that part if you remember to do it every time," Leekath says.
"Vampire," says Leekath. "And don't tell the irresponsible kids over there," gesture, "about any sorts of magic that could possibly go wrong if wished onto a person who shouldn't have them and wielded by an irresponsible child."
"It goes like this: if you are minted, that is, you have the power to make coins, you can hurt yourself and make one of these." She demonstrates a triangle. Hers looks like a pale pink rose petal. "They can grant wishes, bigger and bigger the more points it has. Apparently, they're evil and hate everyone by default, but you can make the evil go away with a smaller coin. Or, apparently, you can do a whole batch when they're on the same level or bigger."
Amy has pleased her confirmation window. "Ooh, wow," she says. And rattles of the properties of her powers.
Flora takes a handful of coins and wishes: if she has her hand in her pocket, (she does,) a red piece of paper should appear and if she does not, a green paper should appear. It takes a pentagon, and a red one appears. Pulls her hand out, green.
What's a good test? She hasn't been outside, so, red if it's sunny, blue if it's raining, green if it's cloudy, yellow for a combination of those, pink for something different.
Wish?
There are no undeclawed coins left, Flora handled Amy's too.
"Yeah, likewise. Mine's a disaster if you overdo it and you will not be able to wish yourself out of the hole if you overdo it the wrong way. I'm interested in receiving coins but I'll muddle along without 'em if I'd have to, like, prey upon your irresponsibility to get them?"
"I do; I don't have an exact wording but something along the lines of non-consensual interference in their personal space or their minds or reasonless persecution of them in other ways; and I'm going to rid myself and others of the negative side effects of magic in my world and go from there."
"They're named after their shapes: you've got a triangle, which is tiny; next one's a square, it does conjuring and vanishing; pentagon, magical items and skills; hexagon, minting and superpowers. It hurts a lot and it's messy to make the bigger ones, so we installed high pain tolerance and a hurting yourself power," explains Flora.