Amber smiled, a bit fatigued. "A lot farther then I realized." She replied. "But I made it. Nearly had to run a portion of the way back but it worked." She looked at him. "You seem rested and ready for the next step." She observed. "That was a brilliant idea getting the non-magic car." She informed him. "Wish I thought of it." She glanced toward the house. "I wonder what's next." She paused. "And your right. It would have made more sense to tell us before hand to just wait until noon." She shrugged. "Oh well."

The front door opened and the curator and his servant exited. Looking them over he spoke. "Alright, rocks out and in a line." He ordered. The wizards quickly obeyed. Coming up, he paused, would take a wizard's rock and look at it. Then when he seemed satisfied of something he would give the rock to his servant. Coming upon the second wizard who had arrived right after Flynn. He took the rock. It changed into a bright green. Frowning, the man looked at the wizard. "You have clearly broken one of the rules. You are excused." He ignored the man's protesting and held up the rock. "These are stones cast with a spell from a friend of mine. You break a rule it turns bright green. You run late and it turns dark red. Otherwise, it remains the same." Amber glanced at her rock and then at the others. She had nothing to hide. She hadn't broken a rule. However, from the sweating face of at least one or two wizards, she could tell that they had. Turning her attention to the curator, she watched as he went down the line. When he came to Flynn, the curator frowned as he noted the rock stayed normal. He looked at the wizard. Then he gave a slow nod. "Non-magical car. Highly creative." He stated though there was a note of approval in his eye. 

Finishing up with the rocks he looked at the remaining six wizards. Four wizards had cheated, including the two had ran late. Seeing they had no chance to get back in time they attempted to use their magic to get back quicker in order to avoid seeming to be late. Sadly for Flynn and Amber, Maria was not one of them. When it had come to her turn, she smirked at them as it was realized that the rock was normal like theirs. She was still in the competition and was going to beat them. 

Putting on his glasses, the curator pulled out the scroll. "Congratulations. You have made it past the first test. You have proven that you understand that there is more to life than just magic. That there are times when magic is a hindrance rather than an aid." He scowled at the four wizards who cheated. Though they were not in the line, they still stood a distance away, sulking. Turning back to his scroll, the man continued reading. "You will each be given a scroll. Write why you believe you should have this key." He stated as the servant came around, handing them the tools they needed. The curator lowered his scroll. "I am going to eat lunch. At one I will return to collect your scrolls and read them. When I am finished, those who pass will go to our last test." He turned and headed back inside. 

Holding her scroll, Amber smiled at Flynn. "Best of luck." She told him. She took the sandwich that Chris had procured for her. "Thanks." Nodding to Flynn, she followed Chris into the shade to eat and work.

Trex watched as Flynn came back. "The curator took a bit longer with you." He noted. "Did he think you cheated? What did he say?" As Flynn responded, he nodded. "Seems like you earned a point in his favor." He handed Flynn some food. "Eat first then write. I'm sure it won't take you that long to write why you want the spirit." He said with a smile.