Hi here is another update, if you find any mistakes in any of my stories please tell me. My beta is not responding to my emails, or these would have been up on Monday. R&R. Enjoy.
Child of Darkness
Chapter 6
Salazar has grown a lot over the years, being taught by his big brothers and his father, and now at the age of sixteen it was time to show him to the world.
All his brothers mastered their subjects over the years and they taught him everything. Each brother taught him until he was the best in everything he tried. They used their time wisely and got Salazar on tight schedule that he got accustomed to.
On Monday, Wednesday, and Friday he had two hour classes starting at six a.m. with Martial Arts, then Shape Shifting, Blood Magic, Flying Lessons, Muggle Weapons (guns), Potions, Wandless Magic, ending with Hunting at eight p.m.
On Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday he started with Sword fighting, then Muggle Technology (Computers), Potions, Wizard Light Magic, Politics, Vampire History, Magical Rituals, and ended with Wizard Dark Magic.
The only time he had less amount of work was on Sunday, he got to sleep in until ten a.m. then he went to Wandless Magic, Shape Shifting, then he had a two hour break, followed by Muggle Weapons (guns), Blood Magic. Ending with hunting at eight p.m., but now he can go alone to get more practice when he was back in the magical world.
Today he was getting his school supplies; he has been applied for all three magic schools in Europe he would go to the first that answered his that request with respect his name deserved.
The French school Beauxbatons refused said they did not take dark creatures into their school, Hogwarts headmaster has politely refused his application, because one of the professors was deadly frightened by vampires, Salazar had it researched and found out that the man hasn't been teaching for five years, so that was a horrible excuse. The Romanian school Durmstrang was really happy to take him, they even had one of their students help him with his school supplies.
A black carriage stopped in front of Thorise Alley in Romania, the large dragons that were pulling it roared to scare away any uninvited bypassers. Two guards got out and held the door open to allow a handsome teen to exit the carriage. He was covered in a black gothic jacket with buckles and pins, with fur around the neckline with red lining. One of his wings standing up for everyone to see. Leather pants grabbed his lean hips as his dragon hide boots took him to the entrance of the pub where he was to meet his escort around the alley.