Novel & Cerita Flying Broomsticks

We went to the place where all witches are free to use the magic, at the Erat Cibus Castle, the training ground. Erat Cibus Castle is just two kilometres away from Atenowa University with the magic of Lady Cassandra we suddenly emerge to this place. Lady Cassandra shows us how to summon our broom. It is the first step to familiarize the brooms with each other. Summoning your broom is the most important step in learning broom flying Lady Cassandra said that this is the way to follow your broom and they need to know that you are the master. You can order them and let the broom follow you because they are the servant and you are the master.

"As I settled onto the broomstick, Aunty May's hands guided mine, helping me find the perfect grip. The wooden handle felt worn and smooth beneath my fingers, like a trusted friend. With a burst of excitement, Aunty Laura shouted, 'Aerius, audi me, lignum volitaire, meccum ferre!' The air around us began to vibrate, and the broomstick shuddered to life beneath me. "We lifted off the ground, and the wind rushed past me, whipping my hair into a frenzy. The trees blurred together as we soared above the treetops, the moon casting an silver glow over the landscape. I felt a rush of exhilaration, my heart pounding in my chest. The wind buffeted me, but I felt secure, my aunties flying alongside me

We both almost get hit on the face and on the head by low hung branches. I know I shouldn't look back to see what those things are flying towards us, but something seems to be compelling me to do it. A voice seems to be whispering in my head and telling me that I should look. And no matter what I do, I can't shake it off my mind. That’s how I end up turning around to see the things flying towards us. Shadows. Gigantic black shadows with red eyes and sharp fangs, like bats, their wings as wide as a fence. They're screeching and flying lower, their sharp claws outstretched.

He read the rest of the letter out LUNA LAND SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST-YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS "Broomsticks? As in... flying? On a broomstick?" Dell asked, her eyes widening at the thought of her children flying. "Oh my God! Nobody tell Daniel they fly!" she said, scrubbing her hands through her hair as she stared down at her son. He climbed anything that was stationary, insisting that he wanted to be like Spiderman and Superman. If he ever found out about the existence of these broomsticks they would never hear the end of it until they bought him one and he inevitably fell off it. She shook her head at her family when they all laug

A platform we’d just fought on rose ten feet, becoming a precarious pillar. “Stay light,” Corvin said. “Don’t commit to any edge.” “On it,” I said. Round two came from above. Hatches in the dome irised open and shapes dropped through—winged, for a given definition of “wing.” They looked like someone had stapled extra limbs onto vultures and forgotten which way bones were supposed to bend. They swooped low, claws reaching. “Vertical hazards,” I said. “Make them meet us at mid‑level.”

“We’ve got the flappy-box. We just have to get back before it does.” “The wagon won’t be able to outrun it,” said Cheng. I walked in between the writhing flesh until I got to one of the wings which was mostly intact. I picked it up. The membrane quivered in my hands. Creepy. “Someone grab the other one,” I said. “I’d like to see it catch us on foot.” I threw the wing into the flappy-box. With both wings in our possession, even if the golem was fully reformed, it wouldn’t be able to get airborne. On top of which, the Palace of Laughter was on top of a mountain. Much harder to reach the summit when you couldn’t fly.

She could talk to animals, plants, and insects. She could understand them as if she could hear their voices. The butterfly flew from her finger and landed on her left shoulder as she heard skittering from the field. The flowers moved because of the fast movement on the ground. The movement continued until it reached the end of the field where she was. Three squirrels came out, dragging a pack of pink donuts wrapped in thick plastics.

There are thousands of them. Thypon swings his staff around, which emits a beam of flame, setting everything it touches on fire. The people scream and yell for everyone to run. The Minotaur stampede toward them, wielding their axes. The ground trembles again, but this time it’s not from Thypon but Deathworms. They fly half a dozen metres into the air before disappearing into the ground, leaving large holes in the ground. Dragons fly high in the sky, screeching.

Their footsteps echoed, holding swords and bowstring, and a metal shield. They matched along while the witches flew in the sky, their broom as a source of transportation, their laughter echoing in the sky, their laughter ringing out across the night sky. Their silhouettes were dark and ominous against the backdrop of the full moon, their broomsticks cutting through the air with a swift, deadly grace. As they soared above the streets below, their eyes scanned the ground. Coming from the other side were the vampires led by Hugo, the head of armies, lord Molocbai and Vittorio were amongst the men who were in the chariots since they were young.

I mounted on it, a little bit comfortable at first but fine, and started to hold tightly. “So it goes…” I mumbled it to myself and started to fly it in the air. “W-Woahhhh… bloody hell! Aahhhh!!!!” I almost puked when the broom suddenly went faster to pierce through the sky. I never expected that if I react impulsively, it would go faster! Because of anxiety and fear, the broom would go sideways and up and down like it was playing with me. Okay! Okay! Stupid Elizabeth, calm down so the broom won’t be careless! Or worse, you might fall to the ground and die!