'magic hasn't always been really a norm, it still isn't much accepted ofcourse but we weren't always required to be so.... OPEN " a man stood right in front of a plethora of persons; the owner of the voice was a dark haired man he was very tall at least eight feet tall he had dark pointy ears and a yellow sparkle glinted in his eyes. The persons he was addressing were either busy takng notes, gazing in fascination or just zoning out.they sat down on long benches and this gave the impression .of a classroom; well it was . the walls were painted ocean blue and decorated with strange markings and drawings of magical beasts and creatures , The drawings of the creatures seemed to be gliding across the four sides of the room, a large orb of white matter floated above the room lighting it up.
"The name is professor dominic erebus" the man said as he stared at the class moving but itbut in an unnatural way almost as if he was gliding . He glided slowly around the podium he raised one of his eyebrows and tensed his chest as though he was expecting something.
"Are you the son of the Morpheus erebus?!' a voice escaped the crowd as the rest of the people turned towards the sound revealing a boy with light pink eyes and blonde hair.
"I will take it that you are a nature witch?" Dominic said staring at him.
"Yes sir i just surpassed the magician stage last week " . In the magic world magical pratictioners were made to surpass the five stages of magic practice although some practitioners do not necessarily surpass all five because of the limit of thier magic practice.
"And i guess your gift was a pink eye?" Dominic said with a mockish tone which caused the young witch to go all red on the face.
"What's your name?" Dominic asked.
"Not until you answer my question" the boy said rather boldly. The professor scoffed and glided across the podium towards the wall where a white board had started to materialise it's self.
"Yes my father is the God of dreams and my mother was a nymph , she's dead now and though, he killed her but not to worry though i am just one of his many bastards around the world today ..which brings us to our topic of today" a scribble sound came from the podium and all eyes faced it, the sound was coming from the board , and many students caught the hint immideatly "THE HiSTORY OF MAGIC and it's FORMS" appeared on the board.
"I will be taking you on this course today" . Flipping of pages were heard as students began to scribble down a few things they grabbed probably the name of the professor and his course.
"What do you know about magic African girl?" The professor said as he gazed at a girl who had her earthly black and white braids tied up in a bun, her assesories being bangles and round large earrings she wore a long butterfly dress and wore a make-up that gave her a gothic look . She stood up and her bangles clanged a smile appeard on her lips and disappeared immideatly her tall dark skinned figure standing firm as all eyes looked towards her.
"What's your name?" Dominic asked.
"Amara" she said.