Glenda was up before the dawn had even begun to break over the sleepy medieval town. She dressed quickly and quietly, careful not to wake her slumbering friend, Mara. The only sounds she could hear were the occasional snore from some of the other students and the rustle of blankets as some stirred in their sleep.She made her way through the dimly lit corridors of the school, her eyes scanning the shadows for any signs of life. But all was quiet and still. She moved swiftly, her feet barely making a sound on the creaky wooden floors.As she approached the entrance to the dungeon, she was met by two imposing guards. They looked down at her with suspicion and demanded to know why she was there."What's your business here?" one of them asked."I have permission from Miss Eloise to visit Lance," Glenda lied confidently. "I was asked to check on him and bring him some food."The guards narrowed their eyes and asked to see her pass."I must have left it in my room," Glenda said quickly, tr
The afternoon sun streamed into Prof. Trevor's office, casting a warm glow on the faces of the teachers gathered there. However, the atmosphere was anything but warm as the tension in the air could be felt by everyone.Prof. Trevor sighed heavily and rubbed his temples, clearly showing his exhaustion. The other teachers in the room were growing more and more displeased by the minute. They exchanged annoyed glances, their eyebrows furrowed and their lips set in tight lines."For the last time, I am not going to expel Lance!" Prof. Trevor growled, his voice laced with frustration. Prof. Craig's eyebrows cocked up, and he spoke with equal frustration."But, Prof. Trevor, if we don't take a strong stance on this matter, more students will rebel and the policy of discipline will be neglected!" Prof. Craig's tone was stern, and he was clearly displeased with Prof. Trevor's decision.Miss Eloise, who had been sitting quietly in the corner of the spacious room, frowned but said nothing. The r
Miss Eloise froze as if time had stopped. Her heart pounded heavily in her chest, and her mind went blank. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. Mr. Einstein, the man she had respected and admired, had just ordered for her arrest. She felt a wave of fear wash over her as all eyes in the room turned toward her. She stood motionless, staring at Mr. Einstein with wide, terror-filled eyes.Prof. Craig, who had been crouched beside Prof. Trevor, trying to resuscitate him, stood up and looked around the room, trying to make sense of the situation. He could feel the tension in the air, and he knew that something terrible had happened.He shouted for another teacher to go call the healer, as the one who had gone previously hadn't arrived. Then, turning to Mr. Einstein, he asked, "Why have you ordered for Miss Eloise to be arrested?"Mr. Einstein walked over to the trolley where the herbs were and pointed at a black liquid that had accidentally spilled onto the trolley. "There was pois
The man moved with the grace of a predator, his steps cautious and deliberate. He tiptoed across the cobblestone floor, his boots barely making a sound as he made his way to the dungeon. His eyes darted around, scanning the area for any signs of danger, his hand always at the ready to draw his sword if needed.As Prof. Craig approached the dungeon gates, his expression was tense and urgent, his eyes scanning the guards for any signs of trouble. When the guards recognized him, they quickly unlocked the gates, allowing him to pass through without delay.Once inside, Prof. Craig wasted no time in making his way to Lance's cell. His fingers fumbled nervously in his robes as he searched for the keys to unlock the door. But just as he was about to call out Lance's name and free him, he was met with an unbelievable sight. His eyes widened in shock as he took in the scene before him.*** Lance paced back and forth in his cramped cell, his steps echoing off the cold stone walls. He couldn't s
Lance stared with a gaping mouth at the vanished wall, his heart racing with anxiety and excitement. As Lance stood there in the silent room, he was torn. On one hand, he was desperate to leave the dungeon and return to the safety of his dorm room, to go back to classes, to meet Glenda, and spend time together with her and his friends, play games, and listen to their taunts. On the other hand, he was greatly disturbed, considering if he was to be found roaming around and free, more allegations would be levelled on him. As he debated his next move, he heard the sound of keys jingling. His heart leaped into his throat, and he spun around to face the entrance of the room. It was then that he saw Prof. Craig standing there, his expression one of shock and horror.For a moment, neither of them spoke. Lance could see how wide Prof. Craig's eyes were as he stared at the vanished wall. Lance was about to explain when Prof. Craig asked in what was a whisper, asking him what had happened here
Biden sat on his throne, the evening light streaming through the windows and casting a warm glow across the room. Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew in, causing his black robes to billow out behind him like dark wings.As Mr. Einstein approached him, Biden's eyes narrowed and his lips twisted into an evil grin. "Tell me, my loyal servant," he said in a low, menacing voice. "What havoc have you wrought at Wiccan Academy?"Mr. Einstein bowed deeply. "My lord," he said, "I have successfully placed Professor Blackwood under my spell. He stands motionless at this very moment, awaiting your command."Biden's grin widened as he looked over at Professor Blackwood, who stood frozen in place with a vacant expression on his face.Biden let out a loud, malicious cackle. "Excellent work, Mr. Einstein," he said, his eyes flickering from his servant to the frozen professor. "And what of Professor Trevor?"Mr. Einstein hesitated before speaking. "I'm afraid he is in critical condition, my lord. The
As Prof. Blackwood slowly got to his feet, he grimaced and let out a low groan of pain. He clutched his chest tightly, trying to will away the sharp ache that pulsed through his body. Mr. Einstein's muttering grew more urgent, his words barely audible over the roaring of the portal as it grew wider and wider. Suddenly, with a surge of magical energy, the portal burst open, revealing a swirling vortex of purple light."By the powers of the ancients, I call upon the strength of the elements to close this portal!" shouted Prof. Blackwood, his wand held aloft. With a fierce determination, he unleashed a powerful spell that crackled through the air, striking the portal head-on. The swirling vortex shuddered and faltered as if struggling against the force of Prof. Blackwood's magic.As the portal began to close, Prof. Blackwood gritted his teeth and muttered another incantation, pouring every last ounce of his strength into the spell. With a final burst of light, the portal snapped shut, va
Professor Blackwood stumbled out of the portal and landed heavily on the hard stone ground. He gasped in pain, clutching at his chest where he had been feeling much pain before he made his way away from the location of the dead Mr. Einstein. His vision swam, and his head throbbed as he struggled to get back on his feet.But as he managed to stand, he was suddenly confronted with a horrifying sight. The normally quiet and peaceful school courtyard was now a scene of utter chaos. Students were running in all directions, some of them screaming in terror, while others were being carried on stretchers by healers who were desperately trying to save them.Professor Blackwood's heart sank as he took in the scene before him. He had known that his actions would have consequences, but he had never imagined that they would be this severe. He felt a surge of guilt and shame wash over him as he watched the chaos unfold.As he began to walk toward the source of the disturbance, he was suddenly hit w