ZENStarting a new school year is always nerve-wrecking. That goes double when you're about to enrol into an academy for witches.Yes, boys can be witches, too. Heaven forbid you should call yourself a wizard, They're a different thing entirely, and usually take offense to being compared to us.At least the world is starting to accept us. The more civilized places are a-ok with witches, but there's still some places where it isn't exactly seen as a good thing.The Hollow Night has been quiet for a long time, thankfully, so maybe this is the year they finally lift the immigration ban.Unlike most other kids, I don't get dropped off by my parents. They couldn't afford to drive all the way here, halfway across the world, so I'm forced to rely on what little knowledge of magic a person can get outside of school.Standing in the park in the middle of the night is scary, especially with the poor lightning of this area. That was one of the necessities, though, as I wait for the full moon's r

Once everyone is properly equipped, he continues. "The basic classes include Levitation, Duelling, History of Magic and Spells, and Spiritualism. Anything else you might take an interest in will count as an extra curricular class. Only these four are mandatory."It makes sense, I guess. We're all here mandatory, so they don't have to force us to take classes. Probably want to avoid overwhelming the first generation of students, too."There will be a test at the end of each month to see how much you have improved. Depending on your performance, you can be sorted into one of four ranks, from A to D. A-ranked witches are the most advanced, while D-ranked witches are only capable of the basics"The blonde twin girl raises her hand, drawing everyone's attention."Yes, Ms. Nordin?" Lockwood doesn't seem to mind her interruption as much as he minded it when it was the parents doing it. Must want to keep us pleased for as long as possible."What will our ranks be before the test sorts us?" th

"Can we go now?" The farmer boy is leaning back in his chair, one armpit plopped op onto it. "Kind'a warine get some shut-eye."Please don't be my roommate. I hate to discriminate, but he does not seem like he'd be very hygienic. If he does come, I'll be forced to pick a fight, and I'd rather not get the reputation of a clean freak. Not on my first night here, anyway.Some twenty minutes later, Lockwood walks up on the elevated area. I didn't see him come in, but there are four hallways leading into this place, so one of those must lead toward the Northern Tower. Need to remember that for tomorrow."Today's been an uneventful day," he says, his voice immediately drowning out all others. "Tomorrow, you will have a free day to explore the campus. You will each receive your schedules at six P.M. Be in your rooms when that happens, and don't lose them. Your uniforms- Ugh, I knew it. "-will be in your closets by tomorrow morning. Wear them from seven A.M. to three PM. That's when all the c

"Maybe don't touch things you're unfamiliar with?" the young man suggests. He's dressed really casually sort of like I am, really. Can he really be a teacher? As he turns to walk away, John calls out, "Thanks, man! You're a life-saver." The young grouch tums to glare at us once more. "Don't be so casual with a teacher, man." Yep. Nailed that one. "1 won't give you a warning this time around, but before you decide to touch anything else, read the rulebook" The massive rulebook which no one could have possibly read in such a short amount of time? Well, I won't say that out loud, since he's not punishing us. Must mean he's the "strict, but fair" type. Totally gives off the vibe. I always did prefer younger teachers. The old ones were too set in their ways, even when those ways were clearly wrong. John claps his hand down on my shoulder, and I wince. Immediately, he pulls it away. "S-Sorry. I forgot."Read more