Claire had gotten minor curses down to a fine art. She struggled with some of the major hexes, but small curses? She could do them with ease.

Which proved to be a very useful way of making money.

Your boyfriend cheated on you? Claire could make his butthole itch for a week. Your roommate steal your food? Claire could make them trip up a flight of stairs.

Eventually the uni heads found out she was performing magic irresponsibly and she was given a lecture on safety and proper form, but not before she had booked a holiday with her earnin

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