Half-Wizard Thordric (ePub)

His mother smiled. 'After you left, Thordric, I carried out a full post-mortem on the body. At first I found nothing out of the ordinary apart from the state of his skin, but then I looked at his stomach contents. It was full of potion.'
'Which means,' the Inspector carried on. 'That the theory the other wizards have about him not taking it is nonsense.'
'Yes, Inspector, I remember them speaking about it,' Thordric said. 'But if he was still taking the potion, then what was it that caused his skin to go like that?'
'That,' the Inspector said, rocking back and forth on his heels. 'Is exactly what you are going to find out.'
'Me? But how?'
'Maggie here is convinced that you have honed whatever powers you have so that you can control them.'
'Um—'
'Don't worry, Thordric, he's not going to punish you,' his mother said.
'She's right, Thormble, at this moment I'm not interested in how or why. Frankly, we have never had a case like this, and indeed we don't believe anyone in the world has. We're out of our league, and, though it almost shames me to admit it, we need someone of your type to help us figure out exactly what was done.'
Thordric blinked several times. They wanted him to help with the investigation? To use his magic? It was unheard of.

Thordric is a half-wizard. Not a full wizard, like those on the Wizard Council and who are respected by all, but a half-wizard. The lowest of the low. Thanks to his mother, he has managed to get a job at the local station house. Not as a police officer, but as the Inspector's personal runner. Or so he thinks...