Wizard 101 Novels & Stories

When he was about to go to his father, he suddenly remembered the book that had suddenly appeared on top of his body, along with the necklace that hung beautifully around his burly neck. ⚛⚛⚛ "What is this!" exclaimed Aza when she started reading on the first page. "Hidden worlds are places where things that are not real come true, such as vampires, werewolves, mermaids, forest fairies, dragons, phoenixes and many more. But among all that, the highest hierarchy is magicians." "Because only magicians are able to control the life source crystal cube in the hidden world, it is said that only the eight cube magicians can trace the crystal cube's location,"

Megumi's eyes smiles as she points at something that looks like a mirror maze, she smiled at me and said, "Let's go there!" Smiling at me like that is a foul play Megumi, how can I say no now? Of course I can't so I grabbed her hands and lead her there. The students greeted us and said, "Welcome to our class's Wonderland. If you manage to find the tunnel's end withing 15 minutes, you get a prize of okonomiyaki, a japanese vegetable pancake. So are you in?" I dropped some bills on the entrance and entered with Megumi. Inside was quite dark and filled with mirrors making it quite confusing and scary but Megumi actually seems to enjoy it just when she was about to bumped into a mirror, I pulled

The continuation of her Sorceress 101? She has to speed up her progress if she really wants to be a powerful sorceress. She can't just rely on Nero for her whole life. I want to cast magic here and there. Not just elementary magic spells but a really powerful one. I want to learn how to concoct some useful elixir, not just something that will make you fall asleep! I have to pursue my dream of becoming a sorceress. I don't have time to play. "Don't be silly! Of course, there is a reward once you won the competition. It's a whole flask of Wish Liquid!"

“To make sure the magic stuck, each of the wise women became a tree around the stone. The plan worked the witch's power was contained by the stone, and the witch herself remained trapped in the tree.” “Let me guess someone cut some trees down recently?” Warren asked. Grace looked over at him, “What would make you say that?” “If the power of the spell came from the seven wise women, it stands to reason that cutting the trees down would weaken the magic they wrought,” Warren smiled at his answer. “You chose your second in command well Grace. He speaks correctly.” “Theria has been teaching me a little here and here,” Warren did his best to keep his tone modest. “Can I count on the Scald Crow to

cried Vasilisa, "Once my wand is restored, I will turn him into a toad!" "Are you Sorceress Princess Vasilisa?" asked the wingless serpent. "Yes, that is correct." "Oh, we have been waiting for your return, my lady. We need your help to stop that devil's cruelty. Everyone has been severely oppressed since you disappeared." "Well, now I am back and I will indeed help you," said the princess vehemently. "But I must search for my wand. Do you happen to know where it is?" "I am weak, but I could still smell the power of the Golden Wand," the serpent replied. "It's not in this castle, my lady, but you should go seek it yonder in the Wood of a Thousand Deaths."

"You will leave Polly and Cinderella - " Mizrabel turned her hand clockwise and Anna doubled over as she cried out in pain. I tried to help, carefully laying Leo on the ground beside me before I stood. There were multiple spells I could use against the woman who supposedly birthed me but my damned mouth wouldn't work. Still, I knew some magic could be used without words and I held out my hand and thought of stopping Mizrabel. She glanced over at me and smiled as she turned her wrist again, squeezing her fingers into a fist.

His hands, weathered and marked by the passage of time, hovered above her, radiating a gentle aura of energy. The wizard closed his eyes, delving into the depths of his knowledge, tapping into the wellspring of his magical prowess. He reached out with his mind, seeking the threads of Lucy's essence, searching for the source of the darkness that had ensnared her. His focus was unyielding, his concentration unbreakable, as he delved deeper into the mysteries of her being.

I tapped his cheeks, "Please open your eyes and tell me what to do? Why did you have to confront him?" "Your blood" he rasped and I was confused, "my blood?" "I was bitten by him, and a werewolf fang on a wizard is fatal, only the blood of a witch or wizard can neutralize its poison" "Alright, just tell me what to do" "Take a chalk, draw a circle and place me within it, then walk around the circle seven times chanting the karachika mantra, then cut yourself and let the blood drop on the injury"

"You have to picture the destination clearly in your mind while casting the spell. The magic will then align itself with your intent and create a portal to that specific location." I nodded, feeling a sense of determination bubbling within me. "Alright, let's give it a try." With Liam's guidance, I focused my thoughts on a distant corner of the palace courtyard, visualizing it as vividly as I could. I then mimicked the hand gestures he had shown me "Now, focus your energy," he instructed, guiding my movements with his own. "Visualize the space you want to connect to, and let the magic flow through you." I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath to center myself. Drawing upon the teachings of th

“Listen to me, boy. You won’t bring justice by charging into the lion’s den bare-chested. If you go now, you’ll be another corpse they forget.” James glared at him. “Then what? What do I do, wait until they wipe out what’s left of my people?” “No,” the wizard said. “You become the weapon they never see coming.” He turned and motioned for James to follow. Inside the wizard’s cottage, the air thickened with the scent of old parchment, bitter herbs, and something faintly metallic. The wizard walked to a large stone basin and began chanting in an ancient tongue. He tossed in dried herbs, crushed bone powder, and a vial of dark liquid that sizzled as it hit the hot water.