Irregular At Magic High Novels & Stories

“What was that for, Chyra? I don't want trouble.” Chyra snickered. “Well, that’s because we know you have no magic. You are powerless. You idiot!” She stepped toward me laughing, but this time around, the magic was swirling as a ball in her hand. “Don’t worry about this mon ami. It won’t kill you. It will just render you unconscious for some time.” Her friends joined in the laughter, and when they started mentioning the replies they were getting, I knew that they had gone live, that everyone in the community, or rather every student in the school site, was possibly watching me.

"Hm, you were indeed E-rank. There's a lot of work to do but at least you have some stat points left. Let's start by dividing them to make up for what you're missing... Except luck." "Are you kidding me?" "This is not a necessity at the moment, my dear, your physical abilities are a disaster, we need to fix that as a priority." "Maybe it's because this body is specifically for my abnormal magic, my stats are flexible." "What did you... Oh, is that the thing you did at the exam? The Delta thing?" "Yeah, so... Write this down in your head, I won't say it out loud again: I can't use every branch type as my avatar, but together we can."

My nervousness tripled, this is it! “Today is… a very special day, for you will all witness Magic. There are more than a hundred mages who participated in the training but only twenty-six made it this far. Today marks a special day, for these mages will prove their strength to be worthy of becoming our next Magic Knights, Magic Knights Leader and one will be our next Magic Leader. Today you will witness as they take their first step towards greatness. Let’s all welcome, our examinees!”

"How do I learn the Magic you are doing? Is there a book of Spells somewhere." Turning in his seat he looked at her. "There is I will bring it by the Palace later when you have officially calmed down. When trying to do magic when you are upset tends to go wrongly and we do not want that. The more angry you are the more the magic tends to amplify and cause you to do the wrong things." Closing her eye's Belle stood there shaking her head. "Whatever, I need to get going. I have a lot of work to finish up, and I am basically leaving the entire senior class on their own on Prank Day. Not exactly the wisest idea."

“But Stella’s magic is… different. Not destructive like this.” “And Meguitte’s is?” “Sometimes,” Sigrid admitted sorrowfully. “Frequently,” she corrected herself. “Where Stella’s magic is very controlled and studied and planned, Meguitte’s magic is passionate and unpredictable. She has the best of intentions, but frequently things just… burn.” “Okay, so maybe we should go back and make sure Meguitte doesn’t set fire to the town?” Tom suggested. “No, I must continue. Let’s head towards the MegaStore,” Sigrid pointed that direction.

I wasn’t sure if it was his touch or the water that was helping, but the burning began to fade, I could see clearly again. “Are you okay?” “I don’t know, I don’t know what happened. One minute I’m eating breakfast with Parker and the next minute I’m on fire.” “Sometimes when we come into our magic, it’s a lot for our body to handle. It can come out in weird ways, mood swings, tantrums, fever. You’ve gone 18 years without releasing any kind of magic, and over a full week since being 18 without any kind of release. It can’t be healthy. You should go to the infirmary and get checked out.”

Sometimes thoughts got interesting and I couldn't find the strength to tune them out. I sat at a desk in the centre of the empty spot. Throwing my feet up on the top of the desk, I watched as Professor Cox clenched his jaw and sat at his table, furiously. I smiled, directing my attention to the first sheet of paper. It contained the human classes available at Elverton. I immediately tossed it aside, focusing my attention on the second sheet which held the supernatural classes. My eyes hastily searched for the classes that would help me improve my magic and become more powerful. There were only two classes I found that dictated this: Battle Magic Arena and Advanced Telekinesis. Though the onl

High School Saga (Revolution of Mean) Season 1 Episode 5 Written by Dave 📝 (The deal) Author's POV Cheryl strides into the toxic high school with zero idea of what awaits her. She clad in some casual red crop top and a black denim bum shorts, along some matching black kneel length heel boots, with her lips painted red matching her outfit color. Her mouth she's chewing a gum as she catwalk in the hallway focusing on her phone and not her environment. Cheryl flips her hair mistakenly looking up to see all eyes on her, giving her the ick something is wrong.

Did I finally make myself crazy from staying at home during weekends and watching youtube and reading manga and novels all day rather than going out and meeting new people? "Excuse me professor but is this actually an institution?" I asked him and he looked at me confused at what I'm saying. "Yes. This is an institution. A learning institution. The National Magic Institution. You know, the school for young nobles like you to learn and polish your magic skills for whatever career you chose. Did you lose your memory?" He asked. He looked very concerned and tried to approach me but I signalled him to stop again and he stopped and just stared at me.

"My magic is unstable at the moment because it's reaching its peak within a few days." "I remember reading about that. It's quite rare actually, not many jumpers reach their peak. Only the strongest do," he says giving me a broad smile. "And you are definitely one of the strongest I know." "Thanks," I say not really in the mood to talk about my magic. "How do you know Madison?" I ask changing the topic. He did a good job of hiding he knew her when we were killing her night terror.