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Chapter Three
Jenna was already tired of her class. How hard was it to talk to animals anyway? Not that she didn't mind an easy class. She wasn't stupid.
She pushed a couple strands of hair behind her ear and watched the teacher's demonstration with a piggle. She just wanted to roll her eyes when it was finally their turn. She had yet to choose her guardian. So she had to wait to the end of class to be able to do something. Guardians were animals that choose their owner, sort of like a pet but not really. They were like their name states, guardians. They help protect wizards. Not every type of wizard can connect with their guardian, in fact, that is a skill only known by theurgists, but every wizard has one.
The class droned on. The teacher critiquing the students speaking skills. Some were too loud, soft or high. She paid attention to each of the teacher's critiques, wondering what her guardian was going to be. It could be something as mighty as a dragon or as lowly as a mouse. Sometimes guardians were something different altogether. After all, no one knew what their creature was. Hell, she wasn't sure what Sloan's was, other than the name of Gizmo.
She waited patiently for the class to end. And when it did end the teacher called her over.
"It's time for you to find your guardian," the teacher had told her.
Jenna came over to where the teacher was. She watched the teachers feminine bovine face nervously. She wanted to know what her guardian was, after all, it was something that Morganthe neglected from her. She watched the teacher start brewing a potion from the large cauldron. She didn't know what the ingredients were that were thrown into the cauldron, but she could see the colors change. The teacher was humming an old tune that she didn't recognize.
"Can I have a drop of your blood?" the teacher asked.
Jenna brought out her hand for the teacher to see and harvest the blood. Blood was the most important ingredient in the potion. It was what decided what the guardian was.
A few minutes later a figure started to appear in the in the cauldron. It slowly rose to the surface and emerged from the black liquid. The liquid dripped off it to reveal a puppet-like creature that wore a starry wizard-like cap. The teacher let out a small gasp.
"What's wrong?" Jenna asked.
"Nothing's wrong, now stay here while I go get the headmaster," the teacher told her while moving towards the life classroom door and eventually exited into the great greenery of Ravenwood. Jenna was wondering what was wrong with her guardian. Was it so wrong to have a golem as a guardian? They were extremely loyal and easy to please. They were also extremely rare. She couldn't remember much more about golems. Morganthe didn't promote learning past reading and writing. And she was lucky for that. Most servants didn't even get that privilege.
Her guardian stepped out of the cauldron and fell to the ground. It got itself up and seemed to brush itself off with its wooden hands. Jenna watched it amazed. What was this creature's name? She was about to ask when the door to the life classroom burst open to show the headmaster and her teacher. The golem seemed to glare at them, even though it had no eyes. The teacher and headmaster seemed to take no heed of this. That was when they heard a growl coming from the golem.
"Calm down," Jenna told the little golem. The golem stopped its growl, but it continued its glare. It obliviously didn't like the teacher or the headmaster.
"Jenna, you must be powerful to be able for your guardian to be a golem," the headmaster told Jenna, she was surprised by this. She never thought that she could possibly be a powerful wizard. She always thought she was weak.
"I don't think I am powerful," she told the headmaster.
"Nonsense young wizard, now I have a job for you," the headmaster told her. She was now curious, and the golems glare deepened. It was almost as if the creature already knew what the job was.
"What job?" Jenna asked.
"I need someone to help Baldur Goldpaws start a trade between Wizard City and Grizzleheim," the headmaster told her.
"I will do it, sir," she told the headmaster.
Her teacher smiled.
"Before we do that I need to teach you new spells," the teacher told her. Now the golem was giving its best eyeless death glare, which was admittedly terrifying. Or at least it was was to Jenna. "I know that you don't have a spell deck, yet." The teacher brought something out of her green dress pockets. I was a small slightly used deck. The teacher then handed it to Jenna, who smiled. She had never been given anything before, even something as small as a deck.
The headmaster exited the classroom quickly. Something that Jenna didn't think he'd be able to because of his age.
"The first spell I'm going to teach you is called 'Imp,'" the teacher told her. "It costs one part of your mana." Jenna nodded, showing her understanding. Mana was the energy that made spells work. If someone ran out of mana then they are defenseless when it comes to magical duels. To get more mana she would have to heighten her magical level. A magic level was earned by doing good deeds and using magic regularly. She was the magic level of five.
The teacher handed her a card. Cards went into decks, like the one she was given.
"Hold the card up and use your wand to copy the life symbol, oh you don't have a wand yet. Let's go and make one before you start casting your spell," the teacher told her. "Follow me outside."
Jenna followed the teacher through the classroom door. Surprisingly so did the golem. It was obliviously determined to follow her wherever Jenna went, even if it was a safe thing like creating a wand.
Outside the life classroom the to left side of the building a tree stood with bright pink blossoms and dark bark. The tree had a friendly face and an equally friendly temperament as Jenna would soon find out.
"Blossom can I borrow a branch for a young wizard's wand?" the teacher asked the tree.
"Of course Ms. Wu," the tree replied. Suddenly a perfectly shaped branch fell down from off the tree. Jenna was trying to figure out how the tree was talking, because as far as she knew trees didn't talk, that she didn't notice the teacher pick up the wand wood.
"Come on," the teacher told her snapping her out of her thoughts. She followed the teacher back into the life classroom. The golem moved right beside her. It was amazing something that only made it to her thigh could move as fast as she could.
Once inside the life classroom, the three went over to the teacher's desk. The teacher opened up a drawer that was filled to brim with many jade stones. Some stones were larger than others, just like some were lighter and darker green.
"Pick one," the teacher instructed. Jenna's hand levitated above every gem that was in sight until she found herself above a light colored jade piece. She picked it up and it felt right to her.
"I choose this one," she told the teacher.
"You are very peculiar Ms. Shadowwhisper," the teacher told her as she handed the jade stone over. The teacher took it, and somehow, put it inside the wand wood. She then spoke a special chant to bind the wood and the gem core together. Jenna was then handed the wand.
"Now let's try to cast the 'Imp' spell."
Jenna brought out the card from the card deck and held it in the air, spoke the words on the back of the card and made the life symbol. An imp appeared before her eyes and played its merry tune. Jenna grinned she had never cast a spell from a card before. There were two different types of spells, the ones someone cast by cards and the ones someone doesn't. She was used to the ones that didn't require her to have cards. Morganthe would have rather killed her than give her a card.
"Good job, Jenna," the teacher praised. "Most students don't get it until their tenth time."
Jenna blushed. She wasn't used to having any praise.
"Thank you," she told the teacher.
"The next spell you're going to learn is 'leprechaun,'" the teacher told her. "It is the spell for your magic level."
The teacher then handed her a spell card. "Now cast the spell at me," the teacher instructed.
Jenna did as she was told, and miraculously, it worked and took some health off of the teacher.
The teacher did not hide her amazement. It wasn't often when a student could get something the first time around. She was starting to wonder if Jenna was one of the two students of the prophecy. It was highly possible, but as possible as it was it was equally as impossible. She wasn't going to tell the headmaster unless she was sure.
"Good job," the teacher told her. "You may leave as you wish."
Jenna grinned as she and her golem left the classroom. She had done something right after all. She happily walked to the dorm where Sloan was waiting.