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The magical land of Witchward Wizard School has a beautiful magical feeling that I can't deny. While we were observing the spectacular beauty of the school, we watched a coming-over few students. They looked like seniors. She smiled and handed over us a scroll. She said-" Welcome to Witchward Wizard School. Hope you have a great year here. This is the schedule and a map of the place, I am Maggie, head of the student council. If you guys need anything let me know okay?

Only Professor Barimore reached the level of the Violet realm and no one knew what level he was already. Student's level and their current realm can be measured through the "Annual Student Examination" held every after the end of the school's term. Allan, Steve, Jace, and Audrey all scored red during the entrance examination. They were all at amateur level and it is normal since they had just enrolled, unlike Niccoli who had been studying in Iridos for a year already but still stuck in the amateur realm. So he was like a repeater of the class. It was such a pity that he did not perform well during the annual student examination so he did not manage to upgrade to a higher level. Compare to Ni

The light made his skin look bluish. “Thank you everyone for being here. I am sure you all have a lot of questions. Unfortunately, I am unable to tell you more. You are here for answers, answers that can only be provided by a test. I will impress upon you one thing, never confuse magic with science. Magic is a force, science is a discipline.” An older roughneck from the oil patch asked, “What if we don’t want to take your test? Who are you to tell us how to raise our children.”

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.

{MIA} As I leisurely ambled down the corridor toward the call room, my hand instinctively lifted in a friendly wave to those I crossed paths with. Among the usual flow of students, a peculiar sight caught my eye—a young man suspended mid-air, an impromptu display of levitation that seemed almost routine in this extraordinary academy. It was all part and parcel of life at this institution, a place where the supernatural and the magical intertwined seamlessly.

A shimmer of magical energy enveloped the trio, transporting them to a vibrant scene from the past. The air was filled with the electric buzz of high school energy, lockers slamming shut, and the whispers of secrets exchanged. ‌ Andrei, a charismatic mischief-maker, leaned against a locker with a grin that could melt hearts or get him in trouble, usually both. "You know, Sabrina, life would be so much easier if we could just magic our way out of tests." ‌ Sabrina, her eyes twinkling with humor, rolled hers at his cheeky remark. "Andrei, you can't charm your way through everything."

she said as she settled herself in my chair directly in front of the candle flame. "If you do it right?" Ira repeated with a lilt of cynicism in his voice. I shot him a look, but he was too busy watching Selene as she picked up the small round obsidian stones and rolled them in her hands. "Yes, I've never done this before," she murmured as she closed her eyes. Ira snorted, but thankfully before I put him in his place, Magnus gave him an elbow to the gut. Ira immediately stepped back in line and cleared his throat.

Scene 1: The Summoning A deep rumble vibrated through the ground, nearly toppling Iris where she stood. The air itself thickened, humming with ancient energy. Golden light blazed from beneath the grass, forming a massive circle of intertwined runes. Silver glyphs swirled around black ones, like a dance of opposites. Aiden unsheathed his blade. “What the hell is this?” “I… don’t know.” Iris took a step back. The magic felt primordial, alive in a way no god’s power ever had.

That was the night they told me about Paranormal High. “It’s a school,” Aaron explained carefully. “For kids like you. So you can learn control. Safety.” “It’s not a punishment,” Mira added quickly. “And it doesn’t mean you’re leaving us.” I nodded, even though my heart felt like it was cracking open all over again. Paranormal High was bigger than I imagined. The gates alone were intimidating—etched with runes, humming softly with magic. Students of every kind walked past me—wolves laughing too loudly, witches floating books beside them, vampires moving like shadows in the sun.

He is good at running, always first in team at school, neverless he is not the typical youth that was pesented in Hollywood movies, his is not handsom, have a average face or maybe less than average, but his outstanding body shape cover that, with an average grades, always strugelling in math and phisics, but good at literature and history and natural siences, he got some friends mostly from shildhood, he may look angoing and easy to mingle with but his is in most of time close to himself until his friends shear him up and puch him to interact more with the world, esspacially sherry, she is good at making jokes and smart, strait As kind of smart in all subjects, she is the perfect girlfriend