Wizarding Academy Novels & Stories

“What!? Are you joking?! Recovery Wizard School, all of you!” The third time when they heard the same text of the elf, the children stopped even breathing ... they were scared to death, terrified. Alexander thought what humiliation it would be for his parents and for him to have the Recovery Wizard School detention record. The famous school where most of the young wizards who took the wrong path returned to the right path of magic ... the psychological torture they were subjected to, helped them find the right path.

I ignored Sera and went back to my lessons. Monday would be the first day of the new year at the academy. Even with Sera yelling like a crazy person, I couldn't stifle my excitement. I always looked forward to the opening ceremony. Abernathy presented me with an orb, which allowed me to see which house the new students belonged in. Sometimes I wondered whether I should use the orb on myself to discover which house I belonged to, but I was too chicken. In A Study on Charms, I would teach the class how to select an object suitable for a magical charm.

“Well, mate is the first option. However, since Muggles like you don’t understand the term, perhaps I can be your lover. Or how do you Yanks say it? Your man. I can be your man.” A choked laugh escapes my mouth at his use of the word muggles. “Wait a minute?” I say, stepping closer as I run a towel down my wet hair. “Are you quoting Harry Potter?” He shrugs his shoulders with a roguish grin. “Nevaeh made me watch all seven movies. They were quite brilliant.” I arch my brows with astonishment. The idea that Azazel has sat down for hours to watch the story of a young boy’s adventures in a wizarding school is almost ludicrous. Seeing my incredulous look, Azazel places his hands on my waist and

"This world is filled with magic, various kinds of herbs and poison are here, various kinds of advanced magic tools are here, everything here is more sophisticated than on Earth." "I will make it easy for you. Go to the Blue Star academy, there is something you are looking for," said the snake-headed beast. Azareel listened obediently and began to properly digest all the Information that had been given to him. "Young man, don't neglect your duties, remember that." As soon as the last words Aza heard then faintly heard someone calling out to him, his body shook a little. It was Leonard's voice. "Azareel, let's wake up, we have breakfast first and then leave," Leo said, shaking Aza, who was fa

“Hey! This is cheating. I drank that yucky potion. Where is my candy now?” She took out the candy waved it in front of me and said, “Come and get it.” I wasn’t falling for her trick. The last time she had made me run around the house behind her. Technically she ran and I trudged behind her slowly while she teased me with the candy. I raised my arms and used magic to whisk the candy out of her hands. I had already popped it into my mouth before she could understand what was happening. Zarina’s face turned paler than a ghost and she said, “I had told you not to use magic, Aurora.”

whispered Cynthia in Ada's ears. " Ya, what a rude douchebag ." said Ada in a slightly high pitch again. " Hey you miss picture perfect, you need to teach your friend how to whisper," said the boy looking at Cynthia. Cynthia gazed at Ada and Ada this time 'WHISPERED ' sorry. Cynthia passes a funny smile towards her just realising that how innocent Ada she behaves like a 6-year-old kid. As they reached the 4th floor and the lift's door opened, they just saw a tall and a bit chubby girl with long black hair wearing an oversized t-shirt with jeans. She just said 'ALHOMOHRA' the harry potter spell used for opening doors magically.

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?"

she asked. "What else is in the envelope?" Jordon asked, taking one of the letters from David's hands and cracking it open. He skimmed the ministry woman's letter, seeing basically the same thing that Allen had read out, without the accusations. He opened the folded sheets that had accompanied it and read it aloud; LUNA LAND SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY. Headmistress: Luna herself Dear Mrs Jordon, We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Luna land School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

—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.