Right now the sun was had gone down, causing the amount of light entering the room to be limited!
Through the curtains hung from both sides of the window, giving passage to the little light in the room.
* Sir Porter…
these mails just came in.* He reported his entry to the man.
Who was none other than the white haired man; Mr Porter!
After reporting himself, the man named Roland walked towards him and placed the mail at his desk.
* Mmm…the smell of dark magic!
* Mr Porter remarked, pinching the bridge of his nose.
The mail was covered in a vine wrapped envelope, enclosing an old note within it.
Unwrapping the letter, Mr Porter went through the content of what was written within it.
Not long afterwards the note disintegrated in his hand, left with ash blown away.
His eyes were glacier ice, clearly upset at the content he saw…
* Those fools!
* He muttered, standing up from his seat.
He walked towards the window placing both hands behind his back.
Seeing this, Roland knew how angry his master was.
He only stood silently watching him.
* Roland…is there anything else you would be adding from them?
* He enquired his tone detached from even caring.
* A letter from Dalian…i hope you would accept my apology.
The mission was unprecedented!
Our keeper lost a limb, combined with two of his lackeys who got poisoned from the expenditure…
though we would like to make it up to you!
Please accept our condolences…
Dalian!
*.
A laughter rang in the study room filled with malice and contempt, released from Mr Porter.
” Tell me Roland.
What do you think?
* He asked still having his back at him.
Roland contemplated for a while before responding.
” Sir I think…the dark forest and those living within it are wretched!
Obviously not worth trusting…but on the other hand, it could be true!
Owing to how much ancestral the elixir you’re in search of is.* Roland analyzed after keenly observing the content of a box sent along the letter.
Mr Porter remained silent after hearing his words, deeply lost in concentration.
* After all, I think the young master knew the expenditure would be fruitless…* Roland added before falling silent on his own.
* Ummm…where is he now?
*
* Sir…I’m not sure.
Maybe at the old ancestral house!
He those visits there when he’s off the academy.
* Roland said.
Lifting his gaze towards the rising moon.
He released a breath.
* Where could those artifacts be..?
* He muttered to himself.
***
The next day was the official resumption in the academy.
At an early hour in the morning, where the sky was bright and the time was a couple of minutes past seven.
This term was made noticeable all around the walls perimeter.
The building covers a large part of the academy, with lots of smaller halls w conveying lectures and teaching.
Amidst the many buildings, was a larger hall built closer to the end of the school’s perimeter where massive gatherings of students were held.
On annual meetings or convocations.
From the side of its perimeter was a separate hall, with countless numbers of seats and a desk assigned to each seat and a locker underneath it.
This hall was one of the classrooms for freshmen.
The hall had lots of tall windows, crystals bulbs and fancy looking fans hung from the ceiling.
A large desk at the front, along with a green board which was very wide; hung very close to the walls.
The hall was meant for freshmen only, where they would be having some of their lectures.
Right now the hall was filled with students.
Since today’s class was the first so far.
* I can’t wait to see what we would be taught today.* A nerdish girl with glasses said enthusiastically, looking at the person sitting close to her.
* Yeah, I heard last year…
a control spell was first taught!
* Another guy said looking at a girl who was across from him.
Soon a man walked into the noisy hall.
He had long auburn hair, dressed in a maroon tailored suit matching his hair.
His presence took the students by surprise!
” Throat clearing sound, resound in the hall.”
Causing the noise being made by the students to die down, after noticing the man’s presence.
The man had a calm and refined look.
His auburn hair weaved back with both hands placed behind him.
The hall was now calm, with the students giving him all their attention.
His gaze was filled with patience from seeing lots of students all through his time.
* Good morning class.
* He said casting a benevolent look over the class filled with students.
” GOOD MORNING PROFESSOR OTIS.!
”
A large chorus resounded all over the hall.
* Seems you all did learn from the school’s orientation.
* He said amicably taking a walk towards the center of the hall, both hands on his pocket now and a relaxed demeanor.
* You all have traveled here in search of knowledge.
Betterment, or a path to tread on.
* He said briefly turning slightly backwards and lifting his right hand.
Pointing towards the green board at the front of the hall with his index finger.
INNER CHANNEL
Appeared.
Written on the green board.
He turned his gaze towards the end of the hall and kept walking further.
* We would begin our first class, by understanding the essence of inner channels!
*
Professor Otis came to an abrupt stop on a spot and he placed his hands on a desk, looking at the person seated in the seat.
* What’s your name lass?
* He asked a girl seated at the seat.
The girl had a perplexed look in her face.
From getting called out suddenly by him.
* I’m…Sofia.
* She said a little bit flustered.
* Sofia.
I would need you to demonstrate something, as we continue the class. Visit novelping.com for the full chapter.
* He said, taking two steps forward towards the next roll of students seated.
All eyes were now centered on his next act.
The girl named Sofia stood up and walked towards the front of the hall, waiting for professor Otis directives.
* Sometimes, all you who are seated here.
Might have experienced a scenario, where you couldn’t do what your counterparts could.
Or rather you felt the sudden weakness, inability to cast spells and do minor summoning!
* Professor Otis spoke with much precision on his voice, returning back to the front where Sofia stood now.
* Now let me demonstrate what I mean.
* He said facing the class filled with students.
Professor Otis lifted his hands slightly upward, with a stern look on his face.
” Sphere of light.
” He said in a firm tone, which echoed in the hall and all students watched him with bated breath and fascination.
At his pronunciation, a spherical light bolt emerged on his left hand.
The intensity of the light wasn’t quite seen, due to the presence of light in the room and not darkness.
Snap.!
Professor Otis snapped his other fingers, which caused the amount of light in the room to dim down slowly into total darkness.
Where the light sphere on his hand became the only source of light in the hall, causing the students to see the intensity of light which the little sphere in his hand carries.
Professor Otis moves became noticeable in the hall, since he held the only source of light in his hands.
He controlled the light sphere with both of his hands now.
Slowly expanding from its previous state to a larger size; like a mini sun.
The light sphere flew in a steady motion from where he was standing towards the end of the hall; illuminating everywhere on its path.
Restoring the once previous light back in the hall.
” Wow..wow…”
Lots of exclamation was made from the students in the hall, leaving a few awestruck and others surprised.
At his high level of control he had over his ability.
* What I want you all to learn, is simple controlling.
As well as understanding your inner channels.
* He said after his demonstration.
* Now Sofia, what I want is for you to create a light sphere in your hands!
* Professor Otis said, walking towards Sofia and placing a hand on her shoulder.
Before stepping aside; so she could have the forefront of the hall.
The girl named Sofia, adjusted her stance while stretching out her both hands.
She Closed her eyes, trying to concentrate before muttering.
” Sphere of light…”
There was a raw manifestation of magic displayed at her fingertips.
How the magic energy twisted and twirled in her fingers which slowly gathered into her palms.
Sofia opened her eyes slowly, into the new possibility of her creation which made her smile looking at professor Otis.
* Seems you are a practitioner.
* He said walking towards her.
He swung his fingers in her direction, snatching the light sphere from her hands.
Sofia was left dumbfounded at the scene before her.
* Now you may return.
What I want you all to learn is easy accessibility of your powers.
* Professor Otis said, now relaxed, sitting halfway on the desk at the front of the hall.
And he began his class on inner channels.
Since his usual ethic of teaching involves using demonstration and giving out practical understanding of each concept his trying to pass across.