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She bit her lips, facing her computer. class="StyledElement___StyledDiv-sc-2e063k-0 fIRhWq slate-p" data-slate-node="element">*PRIVATE CLASS, 1:30 PM* class="StyledElement___StyledDiv-sc-2e063k-0 fIRhWq slate-p" data-slate-node="element">"Fuck, I can't take any more classes," Noah groaned, switching off his system as their geometry teacher exited. class="StyledElement___StyledDiv-sc-2e063k-0 fIRhWq slate-p" data-slate-node="element">"Just say you're dying to be with a girl," Kyle glowered, putting on his headset.

Honey Aatish: "Animals study," I say, staring at the board. "Our first class for the day is animals study. Hmm." With my head resting on my hands, I stare at the classroom from where I'm sitting. The classroom is a large circular room with us students sitting in wooden seats on one half and a dozen screens on the other half, each having a picture of a different animal on it. As I keep looking around, someone taps me on my shoulder. Looking to my side, I see our team leader holding up his holo-display. There's a note written on his holo-display.

She asked with a smile. Not in the slightest. I had regular classes like math and English. But then I had ancient lore and languages, understanding your power, and magic 101. “Just surprised. I definitely feel like Harry Potter at the moment.” I chuckled. She led me to my first class and handed me some uniforms. Sam followed who kept complaining that he actually had to play the part of a student. My first class was Understanding your Power. It reminded me of gym class but also combat training. We were greeted by a short blonde who wore workout clothes. “Mandy, this is Quinn. Can you show her to the Locker Room and Introduce her to your classmates?” Ms. Turner asked.

A lesson impatiently awaited by everyone – the lesson that taught them how to turn into something else. It was one of the most excitingly looked forward course in the school syllabus of the second semester in the first school year at Elmbridge School of Magic. Both on the corridors of the school and on the corridors of the dormitories for younger students, one could hear talks about how diligently they wanted to attend all classes taught by Mr. Hans Von Halgen. A lesson where you could definitely learn how to turn into a multi-headed hydra, into a butterfly, into a lion, or even into a minotaur.

But to make sure that he’s not mistaken, he slightly turned his head to the side and glanced at him. Shit, shit, shit. This can’t be true. He told himself. He is sure now. This guy is the one whom he stared at, at the canteen just a few minutes ago. “Before we start our class today, I would like to introduce to you guys your new classmate,” the teacher said before looking at the mysterious guy. “Kode Walker.” “Oh shit,” Hera cursed from the back of the room. It caught everyone’s attention and she immediately apologized for her language. The teacher didn’t take the reaction very seriously, instead she prompted Kode to stand up and just like any other first day of class, she wanted him to intr