Novel & Cerita Introduction To Magic

“Magic is real?” Kieran, who was already moving toward a central oak table, didn’t even look back. “Not in the way you’re thinking of it,” he replied, his voice low and matter-of-fact. “There aren’t really witches with pointy hats casting spells from cauldrons. But there are… energies. Forces that predate humanity. Our kind, and others, can learn to channel them. It requires focus, intent, and rituals. It’s certainly not about waving a wand ”

“You’re the new girl everybody’s freaking out about.” I stare at her. She grins. “I’m Crystal.” “…Aria.” “I know.” Of course she does. Unlike everyone else, Crystal doesn’t look nervous around me. If anything, she looks excited. “You’re in Veilbound tier, right?” she asks. I stiffen slightly. “Apparently.” “Ouch.” “That bad?” Her expression says absolutely. Great. Before I can ask more, the professor claps his hands once. “Welcome,” he says smoothly, pacing across the center floor. “Introduction to Magic is mandatory for all first-years regardless of lineage. Here, you will learn control, history, discipline, and survival.”

She seems like she is looking into my very soul and testing it to see if I am one of those light or dark people. She goes on like we didn’t just have a staring contest, turning the page slowly and dramatically. “Magic is a responsibility, a dance with forces beyond our comprehension. It requires respect, balance, and an understanding of the delicate threads that weave our reality. Elemental magic is a dance with the forces that shape the very core of our world. It is our most basic and yet most important knowledge. There are four primary elements, each with its unique energy and essence.” She turns the page again, this time to a beautiful page that looks like it was hand painted with the fi

In this world, magic has been divided into two categories. The first one was the magic that used the magical energy of the user including a profound understanding of the magic theory plus a long year of practice and experiment to produce single stable magic for magicians to use. Even if that magic only has a function no different than a cigarette lighter. It still requires great resources and understanding of said magic to not make it unstable and turn into a bomb that might destroy or burn the user's hand.

I said, giving them my brightest smile. Some moved to their seats. "Welcome to a new year at the Seven Magics Academy," I said by way of introduction. "If you haven't already, please find a place to sit." I went over to the large wooden desk at the front of the class and picked up a piece of chalk with the flick of my wrist. It floated next to the board, waiting for me to tell it what to do. The trailing students quickly obeyed. Their focus trained on me, except for Sera.

It looks like any other book, though. "It always writes itself.” She takes the book from me and turns to another page. "Read this," Alice says, handing me the book. I clear my throat, nervous about being caught--but not too nervous to walk away. "'The history of magic is a history of power,’" I read. "'Magic is the assertion of power, and whoever is strongest in magic is the person who has the most power. At the height of the Renaissance, it was the Church. Now it is the State. And soon it will be you.'"

Giving him free access to my center. But this was no creaking wooden table. It’s just a flat piece of rock. “It’s not as simple as that.” Veline explained. “Some things have to come slowly. Magic, especially that belonging to an individual rather than a group, is like a precious flower. You must give it room to grow then nurture it into full bloom.” I didn’t understand what she was saying. “You have to find it in its own time.” She elaborated. Brushing my sticky hair back from my forehead.

I mimicked her stance, focusing all my energy, and whispered the same words she did. Nothing happened. Lily sighed. “Again.” I tried again. And again. And again. The frustration built up inside me as time passed. No matter how hard I focused, I could not seem to get it right. “Relax,” Lily instructed. “You are overthinking it. Magic is not just about force, it is about intention. Feel the energy inside you. Let it flow, do not try to force it.” I closed my eyes, inhaling deeply. Feel it.

He walked in with a smile that seemed to convey messages that I couldn’t decipher as he looked at everyone. “Good morning, students. We meet again, but I’ll be re-introducing myself. I’m Professor Boone, and I will be teaching this course to you. This course is mainly about magic combat and there are different things you must understand about this course.” He said and we all listened keenly. I brought out my notepad as usual and was ready to note down more important things. “Magic combat is a kind of battle where people use magical powers, spells, incantations, or supernatural abilities to attack, defend or counter each other.” Professor Boone explained and I noted it down.

he snapped his finger and a candle at a corner of the room was suddenly lit with fire, “will be to quench that fire.” I frowned at him, “I thought this training was supposed to be more combat related.” “Magic!” he snapped sternly, sending a shudder into my legs, “Magic isn’t about violence. It is the ability to make sense out of chaos, make extraordinary things where people see ordinary things. Magic is not the ability to create chaos, but to control it.” I sighed and looked at the candle again, “Okay, okay. This shouldn’t be too difficult.”