Wizarding Academy Novels & Stories

Lucien shook his head, “it’s not about powers, it’s more about talents. She couldn’t turn people into frogs, she didn’t cast spells although she could make healing potions.” I shook my head, “so you think I have this? I can barely cook without a recipe .” Lucien shrugged, “I don’t know what you can do honestly. I just know it’s in you.” I shook my head as still staring out at the woods in front of us. I was confused. I was lost. I felt like I had fallen into one of my books or maybe Lucien had fallen and was taken this whole backwoods thing too far. All of that could be a possibility if I hadn’t have seen him change into a wolf with my own two eyes.

--and a girl wearing the academy's uniform chasing him while holding a twig. "Please, God. Don't make that stick a freaking wand or I'd really walk myself into an asylum." Uncle George laughed. "Don't worry, Ice. That was just a twig." "I hope so. Witches better not exist or I'll lose the last strand of insanity left in me." The head mistress smiled inwardly, her pools twinkled as if I said something interesting before she turned to Uncle George. "You better hold on to that last strand, Mella. Who knows what mystery Wild Oaks really hold... Right?"

—Meanwhile, on Winky's side of life— “Father, mother, I'm leaving!” Winky kissed his parents cheek then took his broom. Winky is an aspiring male witch. He climbs on it and heads to his school. “I fly!” Winky is always excited to go to school. The Archilago School is a school for young witches. Winky is sitting in class D. The class classification of magic in this school is 5: A is a group of senior witches. They were great students who could create magic and enter any dimension they wanted, and they could return very easily. What's even more amazing is that seniors are able to use magic with just a glance.

She moved herself trying to sit while she grabbed the blanket to cover her body. "Andy, I know you deserve to know, but please promise me you'll try to understand." He sat in front of her and hold her hand. "I am not human, I am an Encantado," he started. "Encantado what? What do you mean you're not human? You mean to say I just made love with a monster?" She panicked. "Monster? Andy, I am not a monster! I am way far from being a monster. Yes, I possess power, I live in a magical place not visible to human eyes!

I said I do not know why I followed what that voice had said. "So you're a wizard. You'll know how to control your powers by studying here in magical academy." Master harvard said so I nodded in return. "Now this is your dorm number, section and your id. The entrance is open. And Mister Lefir please escort Miss Sandoval in her dorm.You can go now. By the way welcome to the magical academy!" Master harvard said and I bowed my head as a respect and Mister Lefir took my belongings and took me to my dorm. After a while we stopped at a dorm and I opened the door and went in and Mister Lefir put my belongings on the side.

Speaking of which, his attention was immediately caught by the sight of a certain building he has always been intrigued by. "The Academia. Ugh, I miss those days sometimes," Zelda commented. "That reminds me, you attended classes there before right?" Eyes still on the road they passed through, Tristan asked. "I graduated just last year, haven't you heard? Ugh, but that's simply for formality. You know — my genius is like. . . innate," the girl proudly said. "Anyway, Thea's determined to enter, ain't she? She'd see me at my workshop every afternoon and morning, practicing incantations and watching my experiments."

I noticed the way he looked at my new, and felt angered all over again. I would never allow him to take her from me. So I tried really hard to break his spell. Luckily while I was at school I learnt a little bit of magic from my friends. It was nice to attend a school where everyone was welcome, be it the humans, the vampires, us werewolves, also witches or wizards and many more. During those days I hang out more with Felix, a wizard who taught me a few things to do when faced with such a predicament I am into at the moment.

It is where the strongest are chosen to move on, and the weak either die, quit, or get expelled. Werewolf Academy isn’t your regular human university. There, we are taught the necessary skills to survive the incoming war. We study like the human do, but learning their science and technology is in no way fundamental to us. We have the Moon Goddess. We have portals. We have her blessed magic. We have pack telepathy. What better way to communicate than that?

Sungul grinned proudly, “To know that you’ll soon have a familiar in your grasp.” I’ve seen other witches wandering around campus with theirs. Random floating objects or a slew of different animals saunter around with their witches. Some were as small as a pixie while others stretched high towards the ceiling, towering over the lot of us. There have been moments when I’ve thought what mine could possibly be. “Do you have one?”

"Let's get you checked in. Welcome to Hollowhaven Academy. We'll help you discover your magic and how to control it." "Excuse me." We enter the largest of the gray buildings. Inside a blue carpet with silver swirls runs the length of the hallway. Silver picture frames of past classes hang on the walls. "There's been a mistake. I don't have any abilities. Do you have testing so I can get this over with and back home?"