"Thank you for all your assistance Miss Margarette!" Dorin took her arm and proceeded to pump it up and down. He then took a quill pen out and started filling up the form. It was made from an actual feather.
"By the way, I was told that you haven't sent your University application yet, do you have it with you now?" Mar asked, watching Dorin's neat cursive penmanship.
"Oh, I'm not applying for university, I'm just here for the photography class!"
"Huh?"
"There's a ‘3 days, 2 nights Photography Camp’, right?" he recalled from memory, as he gulped his last piece of burger, "I saw this flyer from one of my mother's books and decided to check it out! I've never seen this camera before! Imagine, a magical contraption capable of capturing moments with just a flash of light!" Mar stared at him, dumbstruck.
[In a way, he got the logic right.] Seb wrote.
"Wait a minute... you came all the way from Monarch Forest... just to learn how to use a camera?!"
"Well, yes..." Dorin looked at his fries thoughtfully, "Actually, I asked my mother to buy me one with an instructional book included, but she flatly refused to do so, saying 'it's just a useless hobby for slackers who have too much time in their hands'." Here he waves his hand in the air and talked in a sharp, haughty voice. "So I decided to come out here on my own."
"In other words, you ran away from home?" Mar asked, her jaw left hanging.
[Obviously.]
"Yup!" Dorin answered with a nod
"And your mother is that overprotective person who gave you all those charms and wards?!"
"Yup!" Another nod. "These... fries are so tasty!" Seb pushed his fries in his direction. "I can have these?" asked Dorin with a beam, "Why thank you!" He gulped the rest of his fries and proceeded to eat the other bag.
"But... you need the signature of a parent or guardian to take classes here... especially for minors 15 years and below!"
"Oh, that's okay, I always sign my mother's documents when she's not around, I even brought her ring!" Saying this, Dorin pulls out a signet ring from some inner pocket and showed it to his 2 companions. "Although I've only ever seen her use it once..."
Mar and Seb stared at the ring. It was a gold signet ring with a single rose surrounded by a crown of 12 thorns. Mar suddenly stood up, her face pale. With a trembling hand, she pointed at the ring, stammering. "T-the... The seal of Briar Rose..." she whispered. Beside her, Seb remained motionless.
"What did I tell you about showing people your stuff?" said a small voice behind them. The three were taken aback as a small hand snatched the ring from Dorin's hand, while another pulled on his left ear.
"Ow-ow-ow..."
Dorin turned around. Standing behind him was Agate, an angry frown on her youthful face.
"A-Agate! What's the matter..." he asked her.
"THIS is the matter!" she hissed, raising her clasped fist with the ring inside. She looked around the store. Almost all of the customers were watching them now, wondering what the commotion was about. "Take your stuff." She ordered them. She then took out her wand, mumbled a spell, and whisked the whole group out of the store.

The four of them materialized inside a spacey room with a canopy bed on a corner and a study table by the only window. The walls were covered with shelves overflowing with books and models of human anatomical parts.
"Books!" gasped Dorin as he approached the nearest shelf.
"Dorin! Come here." Agate called, her eyes a dark shade of red. "And you!" she pointed at Seb, "Don't you dare place an anchor point inside my room!" The latter, who had his right hand inside his coat pocket, slowly pulled it out and looked innocently around the room instead.
"Professor Althea!" Mar called to Agate, "do you know this kid?"
"Agate? Are you really a professor here?" Dorin asked, a book already in his hands.
[Can I borrow a book too?] wrote Seb.
"SILENCE" Agate commanded, the word reverberating in the room. The children found themselves unable to speak.
[I promise to return them soon!] wrote Seb.
Agate walked to Seb, grabbed the slate, and threw it on her table.
"Now. I want all of you to listen. Answer only when asked."
Agate took out the signet ring and held it at the palm of her hand. "First, Dorin. Does your mother know that you are here?"
"No."
"Where is she now?"
"She left yesterday on another spell request."
"I knew you couldn't have come here if she knew about this...” she mumbled. “Is there any way for you to contact her?"
"Yes. But I left it back home!" Dorin replied with a stubborn look on his face.
"Drat. Do you know where she went?"
"No, she never tells me where she goes."
"Hmph. Typical Hermione..." Agate mumbled some more.
"You know my mother?" Dorin asked, but Agate just stared at him with dark angry eyes.
"I am the one asking questions." she faced Mar and Seb next, "Margarette Gunnar. Sebastian Revius. What are you two doing with my nephew?"