Christie Bealls

TSONM 07/01 A new student at the school whom Alison met on the train platform as she was coming back from vacation. “I’ve never been this far from home before. I’m a transfer student, and it took me the entire summer break to convince my dad not to ride the train with me. Overprotective wizard, you know. He gave me the wand he had when he went to Marlborough College. Made of Chestnut!” She had a distinctive British accent and kept tucking a dark brown curl behind her ear. Everything came out in a flood of words. Alison saw a dove tattoo on her wrist. Alison invited her to ride the jitney with her, and, chatting, they went off to the School.

Christie's soul energy was colorful, being pink and grey when she was worried and anxious, changing to calm blue with golden flecks as she met Alison, then to blue with golden ribbons as she became excited with going to the School.

Was more interested in Oriceran history than any other subject, particularly in the silver Griffins. A young witch, dressed in purple pants and a white down vest. She was thirteen and a half, having finished middle school early. The teachers said she was beyond their capabilities. Everyone decided she’d be better off starting high school early. Something about teaching her how to use her wand more effectively.