Novel & Cerita Ravenclaw Stuff

The yelling of the enraged public is growing gradually. 'I cannot ignore this. My brother dedicated his life to this clan. The reputation of this clan is built carefully by our forefathers. I simply cannot let a selfish woman like Irina ruin their hard work. She doesn't know what this clan meant to them, meant to my brother or me, or now to Raphael. I know only Raphael can solve this problem. He hates me, but still, he loves this clan. I know he would know what to do ' he decided to call Raphael. In another part of Windsor, far away from anyone's eyes, the scientists are preparing to inject their so-called magic potion into the kids and the older people. What they don't know is that the prin

Other students began filing in shortly after that. The room filled slowly. Mages mostly, with a few fae and demons mixed in. And the whispers started again. “…that’s her.” “The Raven girl.” “I heard her coven kicked her out.” “Because she has no magic.” Someone snorted. “Then why is she even in Advanced Potions?” “Because it’s the only thing she can do.” I kept my eyes on the grimoire. Let them talk. Professor Halversen clapped once when the final students had taken their seats.

If girls attended schools, it was to prepare them to be wives, and their studies usually revolved around caring for a household. Freya and Lucifer found it incredibly refreshing to see that trend being subverted, right in the capital. And it was all thanks to the Ravens. As they wowed at the school all around them, one of the administrative magisters walked up to them with a smile. “Greetings,” she said with an infectious smile. “Welcome to the Society of Ravens’ Schola Futuro! Are the two of you here to gain instruction? We provide all levels - ludus, grammaticus, and rhetor. Or perhaps are the two of you here to learn household governance and keeping?”

Her scars began healing and her cuts closed back till her skin was as good as new. She took a napkin to wipe out the blood that stained her skin before leading us out of the chamber and into the main hall where her students were gathered. From their looks, I could tell they varied from young teenagers to their early thirties. The older witches sat at the last corner as they all worked on a ring in silence. While the younger ones kept studying an ancient grimoire. From the look of fear they shared while peeping at Bastiana with a corner of their eyes, I could tell it was hers. It was probably passed on from generation to generation to school young witches. Bastiana took us to the front of the

“Not interested.” Ash smirked like I had just challenged him. “We will see about that.” I left the hall before Cruz could show up. I did not want both of them circling me before the day had even begun. Classes at Ravenlake were nothing like normal schools. There were no lessons about history or math. Everything was designed to sharpen instincts and strengthen the wolf. Physical drills, tactical sparring, endurance runs through the thick forest surrounding the academy. By midday, my muscles burned and sweat clung to my skin.

Shadow creatures poured through the breach, followed by something that made my soul recoil in terror. A Shadow Lord strode into the chamber, its form shifting between dimensions. Behind it walked a familiar figure that made my heart sink. Lord Ravenclaw, but not as we had last seen him. His body was wreathed in shadow magic, his eyes glowing with borrowed power. "Did you really think it would be that simple?" he asked, his voice layered with unnatural harmonics. "That you could perform your little ritual without interference?" "Ravenclaw," Prince Kael snarled. "You should be dead."

Tj moves his head to the beat, windows now rolled down and music turn up. I lean back watching the city bleed into motion outside, people under streets lights and buildings flashing by. The Ravenscrofts. Descendants of the founder of Ravenwood back in 1887- Lord Cassius Ravenscroft. On paper they were just part of the Student Council. In reality, nothing involving the school- Staff or students- moved without their approval. “Where are we going anyway?” Cole asks poking his head from the back seat. Tj doesn’t answer Cole’s question, he just keeps his eyes on the road as the next song plays and he starts singing to it.

“I’m guessing she doesn’t know who she is,” “She doesn’t, and she cannot know until it is time. The board of directors is evil, they plan on using her to gain control,” I leaned forward, my eyes peaking with interest. “I heard rumors about this school that it was built with dark magic,” “It’s worse than that,” Professor Raven clicked her tongue, her eyes darted around. “I have something to tell you, but you must never tell a single soul. Swear it to me!” “I swear!” My ears twitched in anticipation.

Then I headed to the burnt-out forest hilltop. The cold wind cut right through me. The creepy end-of-the-world vibe was getting stronger. I called up some friends to work some magic. Tonight, I’m going to call down lightning to turn all the wood into lightning wood. Infused with the power of thunder and the breath of silver, this wood will be stronger than it ever was before. Right then, I heard James, snickering from behind a tree. "My dear sister, had I known you liked it rough, I would've helped you look. These friends of yours are a bunch of weirdos. They're not even as cool as me."