Novel & Cerita Wizarding Academy

And in Utah, at Storm Academy, Celeste Valentina Morau—born 2011, ancient wizard bloodline finally awakened in fire and storm—had already signed off on the boy who wrote he had nothing to lose. Because sometimes the ones who expected death were the only ones strong enough to carry new life. Or so the legends went. Nico didn’t know any of that. He just knew the bell would ring soon. And when it did, he’d walk back to the dorm with Kai still chattering, Jax smirking, Theo watching quietly. He’d lie on his bunk and stare at the ceiling. And wait for whatever came next. Because that was all he’d ever done. Wait.

They waited for almost a minute but the water didn't change colour at all, she bit her lips together. As she knows, the academy has five types of houses. It depends on what power you contain, if blue then you have water, red for fire, gold for ground, and white for air. And yellow for being normal, that you don't have any powers at all. Instead of feeling down she's happy, she's really happy! That she's normal, she heard the discrimination about between the being ordinary but she doesn't care at all.

Nobody knows. It was a very hard time, we were at war. Me, Harry, Hermione, Ron and the whole Hogwarts. At war with the one who's name should not be taken. I will though because "Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself." Voldemort with his wicked army , stood infront of us. We all were on the battlefield with our wands and brooms ; flying in the air , casting spells on each other. The sky was painted metallic and lighting bolted every ten seconds. We fought until we made the Dark Lord vulnerable and then I stepped forward and swished my wand. "Avada Kedavara!", I spelled out; and the light escaped my wand. It struck him and he collapsed. "Now you are a nobody knows!" (No body

He inched closer like he was approaching a wild animal. To be frank, maybe I was. It felt like my heart was about to climb out of my chest. “Why am I really here?” “Exactly what I told you. We’re trying to help you and figure out why your mark is different.’ “What’s it to you what happens to me anyway?” “Because if you run wild you could become a danger to humans.” He paused. “You could die if you don’t know how to contain your magic or the change. That’s what the academy is for. It’s to help you manage all of it.”

Daisy hurriedly explained. "You're wasting my time. I think I have to do this." He said and I turned to face him 'cause I didn't understand what he wanted to do. Turning back to look at him, I inhaled some sort of powder and my thinking changed. "Will you follow me now?" Sage asked with a smile. "Yeah, sure." I answered and gasps filled the air. "Sage" Morgan roared. "You know black magic is forbidden in this kingdom. How dare you use it?"

She handed me the envelope. I asked her-" What's this?" While still looking at it. She smiled at me and said-" Open and see." I frowned as I opened the envelope. It has a stamp from a royal member. I saw a letter inside. I opened the letter and read it. " Dear Parshawna Macduff We are happy to inform you of the acceptance of the application for admission to Witchward Wizard School, one of the finest schools of magic and arts on the behalf of the Macduff palace.

I looked at my girlfriend's face, and I presume it's Pryce-less, but I saw her seeming interested in it. "School. She is going to school. This is what we have agreed with the council to make her ready. And... I have enrolled her in the Academy of Helga Wolfe. And, yes, it is a school for young werewolves at the Central Domain. It's just like a regular school there, just like PWA. But... There are three particular subjects that you need to take up that are all about being a werewolf: transformation, hunting or fighting lessons, and history. The second semester started two weeks ago, and you could still catch up with the lessons if you go there by Monday. So... You have a day to get ready, Pry

The white walls illuminate under the sunlight falling through the glass windows beside two humongous beds that stand a few inches apart in the middle of the room. "Wow! This is something." Tessa says. We are used to luxury but I expected Hogwarts architecture when coming to this Academy. I walk towards the seating area on the left-hand side of the room, which has a huge modern fireplace and two big couches and a centre table in front of it. A red book lies on the centre table, the front cover embossed with a golden crest that bears a moon and a wand drawn on it. The Academy emblem. "Found the rulebook," I say.

It almost made her wince just by imagining what the first-time players felt upon being welcomed like that. On cue, three large cauldrons were being dragged by the academy’s giants and each of them was placed in front of the royalties’ tents, the academy staff’s tent, and the bleachers. The tips of their pointy hats were the first thing that Cent saw when they followed the giants. Split into three, the group of witches clad with their infamous green robes poured some herbs into the boiling cauldron, which was thrice their size, so they needed to use their broomsticks before the witches started to chant a spell.

Without a doubt about the thoughts that were running through him at this moment, Will carried out the examination the next way, which was to start with himself getting ready to wear a black hooded robe with a phoenix logo in the center of the pin he was wearing. After that, he closed his eyes slowly as he began to recite the spell that had been in his memory for this action he was doing. A spell that totaled two hundred sentences if one looked at the book that every wizard from Will owned, the ancient spell book of the city of Dove. When the second sentence was read, a greenish black light emanated from Will's body.