Magia Wielders

The three young Owlins fascinatedly looking around the hall as they stand by the entrance door.

On top of them is the Greater Hall ceiling with its chandeliers containing diamonds and glowing white orbs that serves as the Greater Hall's light.

At the side walls of the Greater Hall hangs the Reignia Magic Academy banner and the banners of the Sections.

Each section banners have a torch on top of them carried by the statue of an Owl for Owlin's Hall, Raven for Ravenal's Hall, and a Hawk for the Hawkin's Hall.

The school banner's torch is carried by a statue of a phoenix. All the torches have golden color hue similar to the torches at the Great Hall.

The three young Owlins went to sit in front of a huge dark brown table. There are three tables with different colors according to the section halls' theme.

"Are you settled? Now let me introduce myself ones again. I am Professor Rootdee Triant. I am the Section Head of the Owlin Halls! Please to meet you dears! I wish you a fruitful semester!"

A noise of clapping hands echoed the walls of the Greater Hall as students from Owlin Hall are cheering as Professor Rootdee smile and wave her hand before leaving the podium.

The Tall professor with dark hair stand up from one of the chairs and proceed to the podium.

"Silence!", he shouted.

The Greater Hall became silent. It is as if making a single sound or noice will lead to being striken by a lighting or be devoured by a lion.

"Well. That's how it should be. My name is Professor Nebi Nightfall. I am the Section Head of the Ravenal Hall. Don't lemme catch you messing around the campussss... or you'll surely face the consequencesss." Professor Nebi leave the podium with a flick of his robe.

Some students are torn between clapping and being afraid. But the Ravenal Hall end up making loud claps.

After awhile, a man with white hair and a golden eye approach the podium. He is wearing a dark blue robe.

"Ohh hoo? Hmm..hello there? What do we have here?" He looked across the students before smiling.

"My name is Professor Gray Pale. Hawkin's head. Everything is fine here so long as you know how to bow before the great hawks... little preys." His gaze turned to the table of Ravinals and Owlins.

"Don't worry. We don't bite. But we are good at hunting are targets down. So be careful and watchful all the time."

Professor Gray leave the podium. His robe flapping back and forth as the wind touches it. A huge clap and shoutings erupted from the Hawkin Hall.

As the noice from the cheers settled, a young man in his thirty's wearing a black cloak graced with golden edges walk towards the podium.

All the other professors in their chairs stand up and begin to clap. The grade 8 to 10 students followed their action and clap as well. Despite confusion the grade 7 students followed as well. The young man gestured everyone to sit afterwards.

"Thank you. Thank you! Haha. Thanks for the warm welcome. But now, let me return the welcome to all of you!"

"Welcome our dear young mages! " His gaze scanned the room.

"Who is he?" Knox asked.

"Uhmm.uhm..that's the Head Mage of the Academy." Mira said.

"Huh why does he seems younger than the previous professors?" Drake looks at the person in front, his eyes getting narrower.

" You see. It's just his looks. According to my father, he is already around 70 years old." Mira whispered.

"Pffttt ...(Knox almost spit the fruit juice he is taking.) What???!" Knox exclaimed in whispers

"Impossible!" Drake seconded in disbelief.

"To our returning students. Welcome! I am happy to see you all!" His gesture points to the grade 8 to 10 students.

"To our new students, may I ask all you to stand up?" The grade 7 students stand up.

"Let us give them a very warm welcome, everyone?!" The great hall erupted with an even louder cheers.

"Thank you! You may now take your seats. Let me introduce myself. I am Professor Trafurst Newmoon, the current head mage of this academy." everyone claps.

"In your stay here, you will learn the basics and complexities of magic. You may have learned in your elementary days some basic theories, but we will go deeper here. What do you know about magic anyway? Anyone?"

One grade 7 student from Hawkin Hall replied, "Magic is the innate ability we have to cast spells through the use of wands."

"Thank you young Hawkin. That's a good explanation. But you see, magic is more than the so called innate ability."

"Magic is that thread of energy that makes up this world. It flows from this world to us, in which if we hone ourselves, we can tap into it to make the spells, or let's say ,the commands that we have in mind to take form and become part of the world's reality."

"Magic is also called Magia in ancient tongues. And you young mages are its wielders. The ones who can tap into these threads to make something come to reality."

The students, specially the freshmen listened attentively.

"Part of the proof of having the ability to tap these threads are you marks. I know all of us here have marks. "

"These marks are proof that we can wield magic. That we are connected to Magia."

"Have you not realize that you can cast spells, though not that efficient, even without a wand?"

"It is the reason that the Non-Magus call us Magia Wielders, for we can bid magic to do our will."

"Here ,in this Academy, you will learn to be the best Magia Wielders throughout the kingdom of Reignia! And who knows? Maybe you can be one of the Head Mages soon? Or maybe, the next Arch Mage?"

"Dream and decide your ways, my dear youngsters. The next path you will traverse is up to you to take."

" I hope though, that you won't traverse that path leads to destruction as some of the few have walked into. Rather I hope you use your powers to benefit the good of all."

"Dream. Seize the power to change the world for the better. Become the best wielder the world will ever see!"

The whole Greater Hall emerge in cheerings and claps.

"Thank you for listening. I am now giving the podium to Professor Flame Wick. He has some further things to discuss. "

"Again, welcome to Reignia Magic Academy! Have an enjoyable semester my dear young magia wielders!"

Everyone stands up and gave another applause as Professor Trafurst ended his speech and go back to a special chair in the middle of the professors.

The said Professor, Flame Wick, is a dwarf with curly brown hair. He stand up from his chair to the podium.

"Ehem. Ehem. Now, as you may have noticed. You are divided into three section by now- the Owlins, the Ravinals, and the Hawkins. Each of your are headed by your Section Heads who introduced themselves earlier. "

"In each semester, we are conducting a point system here in the academy. Everytime you, young mages, accomplished something in your studies or during some expeditions, your Halls will be rewarded with some of these golden pellet." Professor Flame Wick holds a small pellet in the side of a bean seed.

"These pellets contains the Academy's golden dusts. These dusts are specific dusts which you will use and scatter at the bulletin board at the Great Hall."

" The dust will be absorbed by the Board and it will travel to the three trees. The Hall who earned the pellets will have the roots connected to the beams of their doors to grow brighter and stronger. "

"You will need a certain amount of pellets to improve them and make those roots attached at the beam of your doors to have flowers and eventually, fruits."

"Just a warning though. Sections who are not gonna be able to make their doors to bloom and have fruits within 5 months will have to wait a whole month before the glow from their section roots to return and be ready to absorb the golden dusts. During which time, your Section Hall Facilities will also crumble into something old and used."

"That's a wasted time,opportunity, a lesser facility for you to stay with and other sections advancing to a higher level than you are. "

"So as a challenge, better do your best. Good luck with your studies!"

Professor Flame Wick ended his message with amused reactions from students and claps from the three Sections.

"For now, our meeting is dismissed. You may use your extra time to get to know your new classmates more, or explore the academy grounds. You may now go your ways!"

Professor Rootdee ended the meeting.

Everyone stand up from their tables.Some going back to the back doors already. Some still chatting about the informations they heard. The professors on the other hand, exited at the two larger doors beside the stage in front of the Greater Hall.

Knox on the other hand, roam around his eyes across the Greater Hall to search for his brother Lucien.

"Hmm. What section is my brother again? Is he from Owlins too?" He thinks to himself. Imagining his brother's robe, he recalls him not wearing any distinguishing color at his hoody.

"Hey Spring, are you looking for someone?" Drake asked seeing Knox gazing at other mages across the room.

"Ah, my brother. I'm trying to look for him."

Knox continued to search.

"Uhmm..uhmmm.. Knox..someone is coming..." Mira shake Knox's shoulder as she points to an old lady wearing a nurse uniform and a white hat.

"You are probably Lucien's brother, right?" The old lady asked with a smile.

"Ah. Yes. Ma'am? I'm Knox Springs. What can I help you with?" Knox politely responded.

"Oh. Sorry. I am professor Midca Farma, the head of the infirmary. Your brother is there, resting.."

"Whatt??? What happened to Lucien?!" Knox shouted. "Sorry. What happened?" He lowered his voice. Concern can be heard from his tone.

"Have you seen the commotion earlier at the Great Hall? Well, apparently, it is your brother who send us that Auxilium Orb. It seems like he encountered some trouble at the Forest of the Lost early this morning."

"Is he okay? What exactly happened?"

"We are not so sure of the exact event as he cannot recall it himself. But we theorized that he encountered some Crimson Pixies along the way. He is fine now though. No worries. He just got his energy drained and that's why he is resting." Professor Midca explained.

"Can I see him now?" Knox asked.

" Yeah, that's why I approached you as well. To bring you to him. I am just taking the opportunity since I am here already. Shall we?" Professor Midca gestured towards the door.

"Can we go with you?" Drake asked but Mira stopped him.

"Uhmm..not..not now Drake. Don't mind us Knox. Let us see your brother once he is well." Mira glared at Drake who will seem to insist to go with Knox to the infirmary.

"Go now..Knox..he needs you..." Mira push Knox a bit while preventing Drake from following.

Professor Midca and Knox went out of the door to the great Hall before entering door 6 to the infirmary. The door glowed golden as the Old lady and the young owlin disappeared in it before it slowly closed.