Back at the Johnson residence, Molly, through the use of another spell she had learned from the book, was not only watching everything that was happening to Miles, she was actually listening to his thoughts.
*I just can't go to class like this*, thought Miles. *I'll hide in here for a bit, and then try to sneak home.*
*Oh, no, Miles*, thought Molly, *we can't have you skipping school. Very naughty!* She cast a quick spell.
To his dismay, Miles found his legs carrying him out of the boys' room. Back at home, Molly savored the look of helpless dismay on his face.
*Hmm*, she thought. *Should I take pity on him, and make everyone except Miles just accept what is happening as normal, or shall I let him stew for a while? I can always change people's memories later.*
Molly decided what to do, even as Miles spotted Victor and handed him back the scissors. Miles shook his head sadly when Victor asked why he hadn't cut his hair.
Molly decided to...