“Why don’t we do this with fists Jodge , man to man instead of burning this whole place down. We are already in trouble as is…what do you say?”Jodge snuffed out his fire. Lance ran after him before he had the chance to respond , screaming before he crashed into him. ********”The professor has to be informed of this” Mr. Chaney fumed. “What was I even thinking, to let you guys wander there in false pretence of practising a potion that went hand in hand with fire spells. I let you deceive me. So much for being the viral topic within the school walls. I should have known you were up to no good.”“We are deeply sorry Sir, we regret our actions”“Indeed you do” Mr. Chaney prowled about his office.”Don’t even start that with me…you also lied about being selected as a fire prefect didn’t you?”No sir, I really was chosen. This was all a mistake and we’re sorry. We will willingly accept any punishments you give us”“Well you are unfortunate there, because I’m not the one to determine
"Strange? How.. sir?" He stuttered, anxiously. "I talked to your buddy last time, and he says he doesn't know anything about what's going on... neither had he seen any strange occurence" Professor Trevor closed the scroll he was writing on and tapped his steel pen lightly on a finger. "You see I believe there has been an incident as a result of the time continuum changing, that I'm not aware of... because something doesn't fit the equation. Something that ought to explain the current occurrences. "Lance's heart began it's rapid thudding again. His mouth had gone dry. "What...what doesn't fit the equation Sir? What has been happening?" Professor Trevor stared at him, his face grim but gentle and soft. His face was only hard due to age and the burden he had carried for years as head of institution. "It's nothing.. you should get back to your Fort." "But..but I'd like to know Sir...I'd like to know what's going on pls?" Lance said, wondering where exactly his boldness was coming from
"Have you all got your wands?" Miss. Janis asked from the podium."Yes Miss. Janis" Glenda answered for everyone as the Level rep. Miss. Janis came down from the podium. She took some of the hair that had come to her face back behind her ears. "Any one with an idea where we are to go to?" "Back to the time of the Great Battle " Jodge said from where he clustered with some other students. He wasn't staying with Lance and the rest as he was suspended from their group for the meantime. There were murmurs among the students when he said that, as some strongly critized the idea while a few guys beside him were intrigued and excited at the probable concept of danger. "No. We are not going there. I won't be exposing you guys to danger of any sort... One thing you should be aware of is that whatever happens wherever we go will affect you in real time. So even though we'll be going to a relatively harmless event I need you guys to keep your guards up and stay away from trouble, even thoug
“Wow..Lance I didn’t expect--” She looked considerably shocked as she took the flower from him“It’s nothing much…you said they were beautiful” He lied. “So I decided to surprise you with it”Liam turned and saw what was going on. “Well, well, what’s going on here…why don’t I get a flower of my own Lance?”“Oh shut up Liam and keep moving” Glenda shoved him.” You are stalling those at the back.”Some of those who were arriving were dressed in the creamy white the Wiccan normally wore.And Miss. Janis explained them. “These were the staff of Wiccan back in the days, our Fort masters, professors, and lecturers back then”“Where are they now?” Lance asked for the first time since the spell lessons had begun. “Some of them are definitely still around, but most the others that attended went on to chase personal goals in the castle. Mind you, you might come across someone you will recognize, don’t panic or anything. Just explain you are using the time spell and the fellow will grab. The s
"The candidates for the position should now step up to the podium.” The man said. A number of elegantly dressed men who were seated in silver-chairs close to the four golden chairs of the Elders, stood up and strode with regality and glory as they mounted the podium. “Some of them look too skinny” A student mumbled from where she sat, in their own pew. “It’s not by body size, but by strength of character” Glenda rebuffed her. And the girl scoffed, internally disagreeing with Glenda’s remark. Another Elder stood from his golden chair carrying a long object that was robed with a purple silk linen. He climbed the podium in a brief moment then handed it over to the Elder coordinating the coronation, then went back to his seat. “Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the fourteen candidates who have made it to the final round” There was applause and shouting as the people screamed the names of their favoured candidate, and the Elder untied the purple robe. It was a scroll, designed
As Glenda sat in the dark passageway, she couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity. She heard the man who had lost the position of Lordship over Wiccan Empire storm out of the event hall. She positioned herself so she could see better into the room because the place was dimly lit, and the air was musty and stale. The man who’s name was Joel began pacing back and forth, his eyes burning with anger and frustration."I can't believe I lost to that old fool," Joel grumbled, his voice low and menacing. "He has no idea how to run the Empire, and I would have been so much better at it. But no, they chose him instead."The servant stood by, his face pale and worried. He was clearly afraid of Joel, and he didn't want to anger him further."I was shocked me myself My lord, there must be something you can do," the servant said, trying to sound calm and reasonable. "Perhaps you could challenge him for the position again at a later date."Joel stopped pacing and turned to face the servant,
Lance had left his seat when a good period of time had passed and Glenda was still not back. He didn't tell anyone when he left. He didn't want attention drawn unnecessarily to where he was going, as there was a likely chance that he would be stopped. The dark hallway looked like a restricted area, by the look of the place. There were cobwebs plastered around the wall and corners. Back at the event hall, names of the chosen Lords were still being called and applauded, but he was restless as time went by and Glenda wasn't back. Had something happened to her? Was she lost? He hoped to the purple heavens that was not the case. .There was dim light coming from somewhere at the extreme of the passage way and he marched ahead and came upon an empty room. The metal gates was open and plates were scattered on the floor, as if there had been a tussle earlier.Something had happened. His heart beat accelerated as he ran back to the event hall, and to where the rest of the students sa
There was shuffling of feet as Glenda stood and ran up to the front of cell where the iron bars seperated them. Her face shown through the fire that was lit, and there was fear, dread and what looked like relief in her eyes, that he had come for her..But he couldn't hold the fire for long, because he hadn't mastered it, and the Nummix potion wasn't here. There were in the past, which made the whole situation worse. "What happened?" Lance mirrored her fear in his voice. "Who put you here? Are you hurt anywhere?""The man who contended for the Wiccan Empire..he has long hair--""We know him." Said Lance, with apprehension in his voice. "Why did he put you here?..is he a kidnapper?" Mara asked"He caught me eavesdropping..he wants to kill the Lord of the Wiccan Empire and he deals with dark magic..or so I think, but I didn't have the magic he had so I couldn't defend myself."The fire was starting to tingle his hands painfully and he snuffed it out. Mara ignited hers. "Thanks" "D