Magical Academy Anime Novels & Stories

Aslan’s voice sounded, making me realize that Zarina was the one who had used magic to stop me. “This little girl has grown very bold. Lock her up in the room and make sure to add a shield so that she can’t use magic.” I was taken aback by Tyson’s cold voice. No, I was NOT going to let them keep me against my will anymore. Closing my eyes, I focused all my energy to teleport. ASLAN’S POV I was stunned to see Aurora vanish right in front of my eyes. “How the hell did she do that!? Even Zarina can’t perform magic against your will inside this palace. It is shielded by the world’s most powerful magic which works according to YOUR will!”

But we were all taken aback when Archmaster’s voice reverberated in the whole academy. “Hello, mages and students of Caelum Academy. The first activity is about to start. May we call on all the 7 squads here in the academy to please proceed here at Dome Magia now. I repeat, all the 7 squads in the academy should proceed here at the Dome Magia now. Captains of each team, please lead you team members,” Archmaster announced.

And another. "No," I breathed, running to the window. In the courtyard below, students were emerging from their dorms. But they moved wrong, walked wrong, their bodies caught between forms. Silver spread across their skin like an infection. "She didn't wait," Rowan said. "She's already begun." The academy was transforming, and we were trapped inside with hundreds of students becoming something unprecedented and uncontrolled. "What have I done?" I whispered. Zephyr's hand found mine, his touch electric with shared power. "Not you. Them. But we're going to fix this."

If we don’t make it here, we’ll have to wait for another decade for another chance. There is a mirror magic at the top of the arena so that everyone can see what’s happening on the arena. Even us, whose here at the back, can see everything. The first one to battle is the two spatial mages, spatial magic are really convenient on the battle field. When there is emergency from a far away kingdom, as long as the spatial mage has seen the place, they can make spatial magic to that place. Their magic can alco be formulated into an attack, a strong one at that, but only few spatial mages were able to do that.

I slide the photograph beneath the loose board under my mattress, the same one Lucien apparently already knows about, and sit there a long time with my back against the wall, listening for footsteps that don't come. The academy archive doesn't get visitors this late, which is exactly why I'm here. Three hours into the intake records and my eyes are starting to blur at the edges, but I keep going, because something about the way Neris said I don't have a wolf* to my face, twice, without her pulse ever spiking the way a normal lie would spike, has been sitting wrong in my chest since the clearing. She wasn't lying about not understanding it. She was lying about everything else.

Aera Vale had always known she was ordinary. Ordinary hair, ordinary height, ordinary magic. Magic that barely flickered, magic that barely obeyed. In the village, everyone laughed politely when her spells fizzled. Even her own guardian said, with a sigh, “You’ll never be anything extraordinary.” Yet here she was, standing in the small clearing behind her cottage, staring at a golden seal that bore the crest of Astryss Royal Academy—the academy that ordinary girls could only dream of… because they were forbidden from entering.

I heard Rita commented, I could even hear her smile. I didn’t stop until we got into our room, “Yes.” I replied out of the blue, the corner of my smile blooms into a smile, while holding a necklace with a bright blue gem as an pendant. ********* Three days have past. And I swear I want to collapse and bury my body somewhere out of this academy. Akala ko ba this is a magic academy! But why!? Why is there more noble lessons! I thought I am just gonna learn magic in here. Wala man lang nag inform saakin na meron palang equestrian training, language lessons, dancing lessons, music lesson and so on.

[Shahira's Pov – Three Months After the Hearing] The magical academy opened on a crisp autumn morning, with twelve students gathered in what had once been a storage building. Celeste stood at the front of the converted classroom, radiating enthusiasm despite her nerves. Behind her, diagrams of magical theory covered the walls—symbols, patterns, flow charts showing how different types of magic interacted. "Welcome," she said to the assembled wolves, "to the first day of what we're calling the Freedomborn Academy of Integrated Magic. Or FAIM for short, though I admit the acronym needs work."

she warned. "Why should I be prepared for something as terrible as that?" I muttered, folding my hands in front of me. I thought we were here to be shielded from the outside world. "In the previous sessions, we lost a lot of students. Even before that, we lost many. So, it's been that way every session, Kelani. This is Mystic Academy, a school to fight monsters and endanger ourselves in the process. No one cares about us, but that doesn't mean we shouldn't care about ourselves."

The idea of eating breakfast makes me nauseous. I exit my room and pause in the hallway, because I've no idea where classes are in this place. There wasn't time to show me around. The Academy is a three-story mansion that resembles a Victorian-Goth style architecture. Well, I'll look around until I find someone to show me the way or find it myself. My sneakers squeak across the title as I stroll down the hallway, the book of magical history tucked under my arm. I scratch at the collar of my shirt which feels like it's choking me and soaked in so much starch it's stiff like it could stand up on its own.