Schools Of Magic Novels & Stories

Miss Harmony told the girl: “Please sit there in the front row ... you have a lot to make up for.” All the children sat at their recently manufactured and skilfully crafted wooden desks. Each of them had the emblem of Elmbridge School of Magic. Elizabeth placed her books on the desk like the other children, then she began to listen carefully to Miss Harmony. No one managed better than her to explain to those children what magic is and make these kids love magic. “First of all, I want to tell you that we are extremely pleased to have you among our students in Elmbridge School of Magic, one of the best magic schools in the country ... and in the world.”

One of the Three Directors of the Magic Academy. The information was all about a group of ascetics who became a large group of cults. Nanggaling ito mula mismo sa Director ng Serria School of Magic, one of the best magic schools around the continent. According to the report, students has started to disappear one by one and they still don’t know what motive the cults have. Kung paano nila na sabi na gawa ito ng kulto, its because when they did a search, they found some piece of papers containing words like;

"That's actually where that Boarding school comes in. You see, it isn't just a school. It's a school for people like us. I wanted you to activate your magic in a safe space but you did that on your own. It's where you can learn control. I figured you'd rather learn how to use magic around young people like yourself. This was all my idea. I didn't say anything yesterday because I couldn't explain all of this around Annalise. "Where is the school?" I looked towards the window again. I began building up the mechanisms in my body that would stop my tears from streaming down my cheeks. I swallowed the lump that had made itself comfortable in my throat. My eyes shuttered in an attempt to dry out w

Nancy, before explaining the academy's regulations and courses they would be taking as first-grade students. So far Maria felt okay when she found out most of her classes were the basics such as: Math, Science, Language Arts, and History. Though she felt the opposite when hearing the three other courses that she was not so familiar with such as: Basic Arts of Magic, Defense and Enhance Magic Training, and Intro to Magical Creatures. Maria's first three hours were spent revisiting the basic elements of Math, Science, and Language Arts, though when fourth period came around, Ms. Nancy began explaining the Basic Arts of Magic to them. Something which was outside Maria's knowledge and piqued her

"There is only three entrances to the school. This is the most used one since it brings you closest to the school and takes you straight to the universal portal so you can head home on leave and such." I nodded my head and did my best to keep up with them. Both of them had longer legs than I did so my stride was more of a jog. Neither seemed to notice I was struggling. The school came into sight and it looked like a regular human university with a few tall brick buildings, a huge sports field, and a few different dorms. Dorms that I would have to share with another female unless they were co-ed which meant I would have to deal with a smelly man who would want me to act like his mommy. I saw

Opening one of them would feel as if I am accepting the invitation, no the demand, to attend here. I'm here physically. Doesn't mean my heart or mind is. And my aunt hadn't even packed one book! She must have been so upset to forget to toss any in with my clothes. I stare down at the cold soup on a tray next to the list of tomorrow's classes. 8-9: Magical History 9-10: Magical Theory 10-11: Spells and Hexes 11-11:30: Lunch 11:30-12:15: Gym 12:20-1: Potions

“I guess because your identity is not certain yet, you were assigned to classes designed for werewolf, bear shifters, and witches.” “Does everyone at this school have to take magic classes?” I asked, looking at the introduction to magic and potion class. “Only if you have magic,” Penny said, shrugging. “Not everyone does. Those born from witches and wizards have magic and some have gifts given by the moon goddess. The top students all have magic.” I nodded, already knowing that Xaden, Harley, Zach, and Damien all have magic.

I added. He shook his head. “I don’t know what a school is.” “What?” I blinked, baffled. When he didn’t reply, I proceeded to explain. “You see, a school is where people like you and me… we sit, and we learn about things, we learn about stuff… People teach you stuff. Just like your mother taught you… magic.” “Sounds cool,” Shawn muttered. “Do they teach magic in your school?” I shook my head a little too hard. “Of course not, but they teach about other amazing stuff, you know, like how to—”

The scent of burnt sugar and cinnamon hangs in the air, betraying Lyric's frustration before anyone even enters the room. Her heat has receded to a dull throb after this morning's encounter with Sebastian, but the memory of his mouth between her thighs makes concentration nearly impossible. The textbook splayed open before her—Advanced Theories of Elemental Magic—might as well be written in ancient runes for all she's absorbing. Outside, twilight paints Silverpoint's campus in shades of lavender and gold. Students drift across the quad in small clusters, their laughter floating up through the half-open window. Lyric's fingernails tap an anxious rhythm against the page as she reads the same p

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!