In Our First Transfiguration Class Novels & Stories

"You mean, the '*someone*' born of a god. Who's a terror to earth and your planet." "To earth and *our* planet" Kyle corrected. "If I may ask. Who really is he?" Kyle said nothing. We walked to the administrative block and completed our registration. We were assigned to a class. "Always be smart. Make no friends. No one is to be trusted" Kyle warned severely before we entered the class. Two strange things happened when we entered the class. One was that a strong wind knocked down the teacher who was in the class. The teacher fell with a thud to the amazement of the pupils.

Was she an enchantress? At last, the good for nothing professor walked inside and smiled, stupid, “ Hello class.” He said and everyone replied, everyone but me, “ Today we have two new transfers. Would you please come out and introduce yourselves to the class.” He said and I groaned internally, fuck the introduction man, we ain’t the type to introduce ourselves. We walked to the front and faced the class, Mason went first, “ Hello, I’m Peter West.” The people turned their attention to me, waiting for me to introduce myself. I felt like killing someone,

Second and third period was maths and I had that with Mofe, Getting to the Calculus hall was tricky when we started secondary school but after a while it was imprinted in my brain. "091", I heard and I make a salute in the direction of her voice. "Do you believe in a fresh start?", Mofy says as we walk into the class. I nod. "With Ms. Angeline on my ass on the first day back? No, I do not believe in a fresh start at all". I signed really fast. "Don't tell me she called you!".

I sat in the second row, far enough to see clearly but close enough to avoid the whispering behind me. "Today we're focusing on rune reactions during transmutation," the instructor announced. "Clarissa, you'll be leading the demonstration." I blinked. "Me?" He nodded, gesturing to the setup at the front of the class. A stone bowl, the rune stone, and a mix of powdered herbs lying next to each other. My throat tightened. I had a bad feeling about this. But everyone was watching. So I moved forward. I placed the rune in the center, took a pinch of the powder and whispered the activation spell.

“Now… show me what you can do.” Students lined in a formation, filling the room all the way to the podium. The first to step forward was a werewolf. Instructor vale exhaled sharply. The boy stopped on his tracks. "Not werewolves," He clicked his tongue, shaking his head. "too boring." He raised his head, gaze sharp and face straight. "Let's start from the smallest ranks, please. Elves, first." The formation scattered, then rearranged. I stood on the line with other werewolves.

When the rest of his room formed, I scrambled backwards until I hit the wall opposite him. What the hell was that?! What had happened to the others? They literally melted before me! What had happened to the rest of the Base? Had it melted as well?! “First time?” Hemlock snickered at me clutching the wall. “I forgot” Eagle replied sheepishly “the others are so used to it.” “Moon” Torch whispered and pried my claws from the wall “calm down. It’s normal to panic on your first Jump. Try to breathe; you sound like you are hyperventilating.”

I mumbled as I leaned on my chair and played with my pen instead. He only said that to shut me out. He never really want to get disturbed when he's reading. After a few minutes, our lecturer finally arrived so I just focused my attention on the front since Lucifer is still busy with his book. “By the way, class. Before we start our class for today, let me first introduce your new classmates.” I suddenly felt nervous and I just found myself waiting for our lecturer to let those transferees in. I don't even know why I feel so excited meeting them.

Rowyn POV I should’ve known the last class of the day would be cursed. The second I walked into Spellcasting: Channeling & Control, I knew we were in for it. The classroom smelled like burnt sage and disappointment. And the moment the professor turned to face us, I damn near turned right back around.

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.

I think where ever I go, mean people wont leave me alone. I wasn’t that stupid as much as Imelda thought, I reached the registrar office of the big campus. I told them about my intention, after giving me a copy of my class scheduled they pointed where my classroom is. It was really hectic for a first day. I went to the building they guided me, the classroom number is printed in the paper so I had no struggle finding it. After knocking in the classy wooden door it open showing up a tall guy maybe around 30? He looks casual in his attire, I bet his my teacher. I raise my hand awkwardly. “H-Hey, I’m… a transferee.” He studied me taht loosen my confidence.