On August 31st, The York family packed up everything and grabbed their
stuff for the car ride in. Sylvia had by far the biggest trunk. Mr. York
kept telling her to lighten her load. But Mrs. York carefully explained
Sylvia is growing into her teenage years. She was of course held back
before attending academy. Sylvia even hired the annoying neighbor kids to
move her stuff into the car.
Mr. York had the lightest load of them all. All he brought was his wand, a few papers, and a copy of the International Constitution of Europe.
Mrs. York was a sweet mother. So she made some chocolate wands, and cauldron cakes. Also she grabbed a few magazines and a map.
"Virginia, why are you bringing a map?" asked Mr. York
"Remember when Rowena was 16?" replied Mrs. York and there was a pause for Mr. York to remember.
"Oh yeah," replied Mr. York, "good idea."
Sylvia's workers and Jimmy gave their stuff to Mr. York. Mr. York popped out his wand from inside his pants pocket.
"What do you think you are doing?" Mrs. York shouted from the other side of the car.
"Just shrinking their luggage," Mr. York explained.
"Not after this week's spell bill!" Mrs. York exclaimed and taking out a piece of parchment. "495 spells in one week!"
Jimmy never saw his mother do such a thing to his father. Never at least yell at him. But 495 spells in one week at a single location was impressive. The record was 2,000 set by Dave Powell. All together the York's bill came to 5,000 owls, that's 500 eagles. Mrs. York took out her keys and pulled around her caravan. She carried the luggage in one by one and handed the pets in carefully.
"Mom, I don't want to take your caravan," Sylvia cried. "I have a reputation to keep."
"Well so do I at my business functions," Mrs. York argued. "Everyone in the car now."
Mr. York started the old green caravan and the York's were off through the main road. Mrs. York opened up Marla's Chronicles (magazine). Without Mrs. York's attention, Mr. York popped out his wand.
"Don't even think about it William," Mrs. York said with her face still buried in her magazine. "I may be a sun squid but I am not blind."
"Sorry dear," Mr. York replied depressed.
Sylvia opened up So Your Starting Transmigration. She seemed really into it. Although Jimmy had no clue what transmigration was about. But it must be really funny because Sylvia kept giggling. Jimmy knows Mr. York uses it and his mother hates it.
Jimmy opened up Big Book of Goblin Rebellions, Grade 1. It was really fascinating. His father could really help him because he has been through 26 goblin rebellions.
"Dad," Jimmy called, " when was the first goblin rebellion?"
"1592 B.C.," Mr. York replied. "There is quite an interesting story behind that rebellion."
"Can you tell us?" Sylvia asked eagerly.
"The ministry likes it as secret as possible," Mr. York replied.
After about 2 hours, the York's reached Witch France Bus Station. It wasn't much. All you needed was your wand and acceptance letter to board the academy bus (for already students you must show your house badge). A ton of mothers were saying bye to their children, crying hysterically. Mrs. York kissed Jimmy on the cheek and waved bye as he boarded the first year academy bus. The inside looked like it had a spell on it so more kids can fit. Jimmy didn't recognize anyone from Madam Eagle's Pre-Academy. So he took the first seat and sat down to finish Big Book of Goblin Rebellions, Grade 1.
The bus trip was so long. They had to go all the way to the other side of Italy on a large island in Witch Italy. By the time the buses reached Merlin's Academy, Jimmy had finished all his books. In Jimmy's opinion the Grand Castle was the most beautiful palace. Perhaps, Merlin put a spell so it would attract new students. Of course, Merlin was barely shown. To Jimmy, this academy was a college.
Mr. York had the lightest load of them all. All he brought was his wand, a few papers, and a copy of the International Constitution of Europe.
Mrs. York was a sweet mother. So she made some chocolate wands, and cauldron cakes. Also she grabbed a few magazines and a map.
"Virginia, why are you bringing a map?" asked Mr. York
"Remember when Rowena was 16?" replied Mrs. York and there was a pause for Mr. York to remember.
"Oh yeah," replied Mr. York, "good idea."
Sylvia's workers and Jimmy gave their stuff to Mr. York. Mr. York popped out his wand from inside his pants pocket.
"What do you think you are doing?" Mrs. York shouted from the other side of the car.
"Just shrinking their luggage," Mr. York explained.
"Not after this week's spell bill!" Mrs. York exclaimed and taking out a piece of parchment. "495 spells in one week!"
Jimmy never saw his mother do such a thing to his father. Never at least yell at him. But 495 spells in one week at a single location was impressive. The record was 2,000 set by Dave Powell. All together the York's bill came to 5,000 owls, that's 500 eagles. Mrs. York took out her keys and pulled around her caravan. She carried the luggage in one by one and handed the pets in carefully.
"Mom, I don't want to take your caravan," Sylvia cried. "I have a reputation to keep."
"Well so do I at my business functions," Mrs. York argued. "Everyone in the car now."
Mr. York started the old green caravan and the York's were off through the main road. Mrs. York opened up Marla's Chronicles (magazine). Without Mrs. York's attention, Mr. York popped out his wand.
"Don't even think about it William," Mrs. York said with her face still buried in her magazine. "I may be a sun squid but I am not blind."
"Sorry dear," Mr. York replied depressed.
Sylvia opened up So Your Starting Transmigration. She seemed really into it. Although Jimmy had no clue what transmigration was about. But it must be really funny because Sylvia kept giggling. Jimmy knows Mr. York uses it and his mother hates it.
Jimmy opened up Big Book of Goblin Rebellions, Grade 1. It was really fascinating. His father could really help him because he has been through 26 goblin rebellions.
"Dad," Jimmy called, " when was the first goblin rebellion?"
"1592 B.C.," Mr. York replied. "There is quite an interesting story behind that rebellion."
"Can you tell us?" Sylvia asked eagerly.
"The ministry likes it as secret as possible," Mr. York replied.
After about 2 hours, the York's reached Witch France Bus Station. It wasn't much. All you needed was your wand and acceptance letter to board the academy bus (for already students you must show your house badge). A ton of mothers were saying bye to their children, crying hysterically. Mrs. York kissed Jimmy on the cheek and waved bye as he boarded the first year academy bus. The inside looked like it had a spell on it so more kids can fit. Jimmy didn't recognize anyone from Madam Eagle's Pre-Academy. So he took the first seat and sat down to finish Big Book of Goblin Rebellions, Grade 1.
The bus trip was so long. They had to go all the way to the other side of Italy on a large island in Witch Italy. By the time the buses reached Merlin's Academy, Jimmy had finished all his books. In Jimmy's opinion the Grand Castle was the most beautiful palace. Perhaps, Merlin put a spell so it would attract new students. Of course, Merlin was barely shown. To Jimmy, this academy was a college.