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The white walls illuminate under the sunlight falling through the glass windows beside two humongous beds that stand a few inches apart in the middle of the room. "Wow! This is something." Tessa says. We are used to luxury but I expected Hogwarts architecture when coming to this Academy. I walk towards the seating area on the left-hand side of the room, which has a huge modern fireplace and two big couches and a centre table in front of it. A red book lies on the centre table, the front cover embossed with a golden crest that bears a moon and a wand drawn on it. The Academy emblem. "Found the rulebook," I say.

Printed just below it was a bizarre seal—a crown arced with a laurel wreath in the corner, its middle punctuated by a large ‘W’ and a small ‘s’ on the bottom. The first page showed nothing more than a short description of the school and a picture of the towering buildings, almost reaching the stretch of the blue horizon, the sunlight peering down as though presiding the silent meeting of this weird company. Not bothering to read it, she unfolded the folder and watched it rolled down to the tiled ground, resting on the tiled ground, unmoving. The downside image of the smiling Patrick Hemmingworth blinked at her, and a pulse of anger throbbed through her veins. Had he not pestered Hera into en

he replied simply, as he continued to watch her with undisguised interest. She averted her eyes, disconcerted by the intensity of his gaze, and looked around her. There was a broad silk pennant on the wall that she hadn't noticed before. Against a scarlet background was the face of a wolf in the helmet of a knight. The silver of its fur and the startling whiteness of its fangs contrasted with the midnight black of the helmet. It suddenly struck her that the image on the banner was a coat of arms. The same device was emblazoned on the suits of armor that lined the walls and the shields that hung above them. It struck her as very singular, but she let it pass from her thoughts.

9th banner, lavender: "I can't wait to go past planting a kiss on your ever-tempting lips. Today, I have a wonderful goal in mind." 10th banner, fuschia: "Ten children with the bride!" The 11th black banner on the right, which was a little longer than the previous ten had the words, 'His Royal Highness, The First Prince and mighty young sorcerer of the land!' These words were written in a gleaming silver. The last, but not least banner was several inches longer than the 11th one and had the name 'Phoenix Sullivan Atlantes' engraved boldly on it beautifully in gold ink in a vertical line.