Oliver read through the thick file with shaking hands, barely believing his eyes. Growing up, he had been told by his parents that magic wasn’t real. That people who practised it, or pretended to, were punished by the Council. The Magic Council was his parent’s version of monsters under his bed, scaring him straight saying the Council would take him away. He had heard that, of course. It was true people disappeared. But these papers, they were shattering his whole reality. His grandparents, his mother’s parents, were sorcerers? How was that possible?