Oddport Academy の小説・ストーリー

The academy was vibrant and alive with possibilities, filled with students who embraced their differences and thrived in their own unique ways. “What about classes?” I asked, glancing at my uncle. “What do we actually learn here?” “Ah, that’s where Windamere truly shines,” he said, a glint of pride in his eyes. “You’ll have classes that cover everything from elemental magic to the history of supernatural creatures, self-defense, and even arts that involve emotional expression—like music and painting. The curriculum is designed to harness each student’s abilities and prepare them for the challenges they might face.” I nodded, excitement bubbling within me. “And what about sports or extracurri

he answers me, not giving me his full attention, but I wanted him to look at me, I poked his thigh over and over again until he looked at me with a frown on his face, but I ignored it. "Papa, what academy would I go to?" I ask him, I knew the answer but I wasn't sure about it, I wanted to hear it from him. "Dom&Little Academy, of course," he says, I heard a lot of that academy, it's one of the most famous ones, it's not the one my parents went to, but it's a very known one. "Would I be too far away from home?" I ask him, I don't want to be too far away from them.

He asked, looking at Lorraine as he pulled himself into a seat Lorraine heaved and twitched nervously, as her dad readjusted himself, standing upright with his hand in his pocket. "Alright", she started, threading the needle "I called you guys down here because I have an announcement", Lorraine said "Oh my God, did you max out the WiFi again?" Jordan sighed, throwing up a fit. Lorraine turned and glared at him "No", "I got accepted into the Le'vait Ponteau Academy on a full scholarship!" She said with excitement, but it immediately faded away

I jumped excitedly, absorbing the positive shift of triumph over uneasiness as a result of the ambiguous fate of the match. Everyone's energies were lifted except the opposing team's players and their coach. The disappointment would probably linger for a while but it would be out of their systems after a few drinks tonight at the bonfire. The Houndcross Luveldom team carried their captain on their shoulders as Saiora explained to me that he was in the twelfth grade and it was normal for eleventh graders and twelfth graders to have combined activities like this. The Varada Ball that would take place in the Winter would be one of those occasions.

You'll have plenty of opportunities to make friends and learn from your fellow supernaturals, all while honing your skills and discovering your true potential. At West Ora Academy, we believe that magic is not just a subject to be studied, but a way of life. You'll be immersed in a world of wonder and enchantment, where anything is possible and the impossible is just another challenge to overcome. So come join us at West Ora Academy, where the supernatural world is waiting for you to discover it! Get ready to unleash your inner power and become the supernatural you were always meant to be!

The school was big, bigger than the castle. Laeddin dropped me off at the front of the school. "I'll be back to pick you up at two forty." I climbed out of the car. "Thanks. See you later." I watched him drive away. All my senses were heightened. New smells - weird smells - assaulted my nose. And there was so much noise. At the Seven Magics Academy, there were less that seventy-five students. Here it sounded like a flock of sea birds calling to each other. Hundreds of humans swarmed past. They went up the stairs and through the front door. I turned, trying not to wobble in my heels, and followed the brunt of them.

"Where is Renee? How long does it take to get us snacks?" "Snacks," Alodia repeats. "Renee isn't getting us snacks." "He's not!" Alodai rolls her eyes. "Yellow Sun Academy is the most prestigious fighter academy in the world," Alodia states. I look at Jump. Jump looks at me. We both shrug our shoulders. "So," I ask after a moment of silence. Again, Alodia rolls her eyes but this time, she throws a sigh in there. "Yellow Sun Academy is the most prestigious fighter academy in the world," Alodia repeats. "They teach and train young students like us to be the most excellent and skilled fighters."

"We have a small favor to ask." "A favor." "My son, Richard." Cordelia's eyes gleamed. "He's reached the age where he needs proper education. The best education. And the best academy in the region is Thornwood Academy in Silvercrest." Understanding dawned. "You want me to get him admitted." "Not just admitted. We want him to bypass the entrance examinations." Cordelia's voice turned wheedling. "You're Luna now. Surely you have influence. A word from you, and he could have a place secured."

"This pamphlet includes your room key, your class schedule, and your bank information through Divinity Credit Union." I open the file and look at my schedule. I have Sparring, Angelic & Demonic History, Magical Studies, and Magical Enhancement. The classes seemed interesting enough, I turned the next page, and my eyes widened, my eyebrows almost shooting off my head. "Umm, Headmaster Simmins, where did this money come from?" "Ah yes," He said, glancing over my shoulder and looking at the page I was on. "That is a monthly stipend provided by the Academy; we want to ensure that our students never go without."

Maybe she’ll be okay now. “Good morning, freshman, and welcome to West Ora Academy. As you know, this is now the school's third year, but that does not mean we aren’t a well-oiled machine. You will find we have rules here, ones that must be strictly adhered to. Don’t fool yourself into thinking you can run wild here, it will quickly get you expelled if not seated before a council member. Fights are to be held at the sanctioned arena and only after they have been declared with a time and date. Any fights outside of the arena will cause your expulsion.” A small woman with bright red hair spoke from the front of the group. It was obvious that she was a fire elf by the point of her ears and the