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“Let’s eat first,” Anthony suggested, and Aliyah agreed. They opened the fridge, only to find it empty. Without hesitation, Alastair sprinted into the forest, his figure a blur against the vibrant greenery. Moments later, he returned, dragging a wild boar behind him. With their enhanced speed, they quickly cleaned it, chopped it into small pieces, and began cooking. Afterward, they tidied up the entire kitchen, the scent of savory meat filling the air.

“I don’t know why I’m not so thirsty for blood anymore,” Kai suddenly said, his voice contemplative. “Now I have an appetite for normal food again, just like before, and I’m so happy about it.”

“By the way, Kai, how old are you again?” Alastair asked, stirring the pot on the stove.

“I’m 113 years old already,” Kai replied, and everyone was momentarily stunned.

“At your size and build, you’re already 113?!” Alastair exclaimed in disbelief, his eyes wide.

“Yeah, I was born on May 1, 1911,” Kai muttered, a hint of pride in his voice.

“How old were you when you became a vampire?” Alastair asked, curiosity piqued.

“I was 13 when I died of leukemia. Eddie happened to be one of my neighbors, he turned me into a vampire. The venom was excruciating—well, like one those vampire novels I read. I was one of his favorite kids in town because he liked my friendly nature, but I was bullied easily for being so weak. I was battling severe leukemia at a young age. After that, I left town with Eddie and moved to many places,” Kai recounted, a wistful look in his eyes.

“But I thought you were the youngest because you’re so small and petite. Turns out you’re the oldest among the four of you!” Alastair said, shaking his head in disbelief, while Kai flashed a mischievous smile.

“Dude, I am asian…..How about you, Aliyah? How old are you?” Kai asked, turning his attention to her.

“16… I didn’t get to go to an actual school, and I really want to experience it, which is why I enrolled,” Aliyah replied, fiddling with the spoon in front of her.

“And you, Rio?” Kai inquired again.

“16,” Rio replied succinctly, his gaze fixed on the sizzling food.

“What about you, Alastair?” Kai continued, eyes sparkling with curiosity.

“Well, I’m 15, but I look like I’m already in my 30s for no damn reason!” Alastair replied, still focused on cooking their breakfast, a hint of humor in his voice as he stirred the ingredients.

” You actually looks good with that beard of yours, ” Aliyah chirped, and Rio glared at her.

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“There are many principles of witchcraft, but the six most important ones are Preparation, Divination, Manifestation, Intention, Incantation, and Control. If you’re missing any of these, you can’t cast magic properly. Personally, I always struggle with Divination. It’s the most crucial principle. I tend to be lazy about practicing my magic, which is why some of my spells don’t work as well as they should,” Aliyah explained, sitting on a large rock under a sprawling oak tree. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, creating a dappled effect on the ground.

“Now, let’s move on to the practice of Conjuration. To conjure means to make something appear out of nowhere. It’s about summoning, controlling, and transforming,” she continued, glancing around at her friends, who looked confused.

“Can you explain it more clearly?” Kai suggested, scratching his head.

“I’m trying!” Aliyah shot back, raising her thin eyebrows in frustration.

“Let’s begin. Don’t forget the six principles I mentioned earlier.” She took a deep breath and focused. “𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒐!” As she spoke the spell, a brilliant violet flame flickered to life in her hand and danced gracefully to the ground.

“𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒐!” Anthony repeated, but nothing happened at first. He tried again, and a small orange fireball finally appeared in his palm. Aliyah smiled with approval.

“Well done, Anthony,” she praised.

“𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒐!” Alastair shouted, aiming his spell at the sky. A large blue fireball slowly formed, causing everyone to gasp in alarm.

“Control it, Alastair!” Aliyah shouted.

“I can’t!” he yelled as the energy swelled larger and larger, crackling in the air.

“Alastair! Let go!” Aliyah screamed. Finally, he focused, allowing his emotions to flow. The fire shifted to a soft red before vanishing into thin air, and he closed his hand. They all stared in awe, a mix of fear and excitement in their eyes. Alastair grinned, and so did Aliyah.

“You need to control your magic next time, Sir,” she said, teasing him.

“Kai, you’re next,” Aliyah called.

“𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒐!” Kai shouted, and flames erupted from his hand. Aliyah’s eyes widened in delight.

“Rio?” she asked. Rio, who had been lost in thought, snapped back to attention.

“𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒐!” he declared, opening his palm as a white flame emerged, holding it for a few moments before it flickered out.

“Now, let’s try summoning living creatures, but in the form of energy.”

“𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒖𝒓𝒊 𝑽𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒔!” Aliyah chanted, and suddenly, hundreds of violet butterflies appeared, swirling around her. A soft smile spread across her face as the glowing butterflies danced, their light shimmering against her skin like gentle starlight.

“𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒖𝒓𝒊 𝑽𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒔!” Alastair followed suit, summoning a vibrant bird with feathers that glimmered in every color. They watched in awe at how lifelike it seemed, even though it was pure energy.

“𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒖𝒓𝒊 𝑽𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒔!” Anthony tried, but instead of a perfect creature, he conjured a strange three-headed eagle with only one wing and one foot made of orange energy. Everyone erupted into laughter.

“What is that?!” Anthony exclaimed, bewildered.

“Your imagination,” Aliyah quipped with a smirk.

“𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒖𝒓𝒊 𝑽𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒔!” Kai called out, and a sleek raven materialized in his palm, shimmering with dark energy. He grinned proudly as it stretched its wings.

“𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒖𝒓𝒊 𝑽𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒔!” Rio chanted next, and to everyone’s surprise, an image of a naked woman appeared out of thin air.

Aliyah’s eyes widened in horror. “Riiiiooo!” she yelled, flustered.

Rio simply smirked.

“Don’t ever do that again! You’re crazy!” Aliyah scolded, but laughter erupted from the group as they couldn’t help but enjoy Rio’s mischief.

“And now, for transfiguration,” Aliyah continued, breaking the laughter. “You need to focus entirely on manifestation for this one. Try to change something’s state of matter, shape, or turn it into something entirely different, but let’s focus on making animals more realistic. Clear your minds and concentrate.”

“That sounds exciting!” Anthony exclaimed, eyes brightening, and Kai nodded eagerly.

“𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒐!” Aliyah commanded, and the energy butterflies transformed into more realistic creatures with iridescent wings. The group gasped in wonder as the delicate creatures fluttered gracefully in the air, their colors vibrant against the sky.

“𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒐,” Anthony followed, and the eagle he summoned became lifelike, its feathers rustling in the gentle breeze, stunning everyone despite its odd appearance.

“𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒐!” Kai chanted, successfully turning his energy raven into a real one that perched proudly on his arm, a satisfied smirk on his face.

Then it was Rio’s turn. Aliyah glared at him. “𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒐!” he declared, and once again, the figure of a naked woman materialized, but this time, she wore a flowing dress.

“Alright, for our final lesson today, I’m going to teach you how to transform into something or someone else,” Aliyah announced, closing the ancient witchcraft book resting on her lap. “For this, you need intention, and manifestation. Picture what you want to become and imagine your body changing slowly.”

“Wait, you mean I can turn into something other than a werewolf?” Rio asked, eyes wide with surprise. Aliyah nodded.

“Yes, but initially, you can only hold the transformation for a short time. The more you practice, the longer you’ll be able to maintain it. To transform, you need to obtain a part of whatever you want to become,” Aliyah explained. She dashed into the woods and quickly returned with a small bird feather. Swallowing it, she muttered, “𝑪𝒐𝒓𝒑𝒊 𝒎𝒆𝒖𝒎 𝒎𝒖𝒕𝒊, 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒎 𝒍𝒐𝒒𝒖𝒐𝒓, 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒊 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒊, 𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒖𝒕 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓!” In an instant, she transformed into a crow, cawing loudly before shifting back into her human form. “Your turn!”

After swiftly retrieving something from the forest, Anthony returned. “𝑪𝒐𝒓𝒑𝒊 𝒎𝒆𝒖𝒎 𝒎𝒖𝒕𝒊, 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒎 𝒍𝒐𝒒𝒖𝒐𝒓, 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒊 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒊, 𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒖𝒕 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓.” As he chanted the spell, he transformed into a majestic monkey-eating eagle. The group marveled, impressed as he quickly returned to his original form.

Alastair, ever the dramatic one, rushed back to the manor. There, he found Marco and convinced him to reveal his Phoenix wings. Marco hesitated but reluctantly agreed. Alastair, enduring the searing heat, plucked one blazing feather from Marco’s wing and rushed back to the woods. Swallowing the fiery feather, he chanted, “𝑪𝒐𝒓𝒑𝒊 𝒎𝒆𝒖𝒎 𝒎𝒖𝒕𝒊, 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒎 𝒍𝒐𝒒𝒖𝒐𝒓, 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒊 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒊, 𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒖𝒕 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓!” Moments later, his body glowed with flames as he transformed into a blazing Phoenix. Everyone was left in awe, watching the magnificent creature soar before Alastair finally returned to his human form.

“You shouldn’t have done that,” Aliyah warned. “Phoenix feathers take a long time to grow back compared to those of other mythical creatures.” Feeling guilty, Alastair hurried back to the manor to apologize to Marco, who groaned in annoyance.

Kai was next. “𝑪𝒐𝒓𝒑𝒊 𝒎𝒆𝒖𝒎 𝒎𝒖𝒕𝒊, 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒎 𝒍𝒐𝒒𝒖𝒐𝒓,𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒊 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒊, 𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒖𝒕 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓.” he whispered, and his body shimmered as he turned into a graceful white fox. His transformation was flawless, and Aliyah nodded approvingly.

Finally, it was Rio’s turn. He found a strand of white hair, swallowed it, and chanted, “𝑪𝒐𝒓𝒑𝒊 𝒎𝒆𝒖𝒎 𝒎𝒖𝒕𝒊,𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒎 𝒍𝒐𝒒𝒖𝒐𝒓, 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒊 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒊, 𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒖𝒕 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓!” Instantly, he transformed into an old man, complete with wrinkles. The group erupted into laughter at the sight.

“By the way,” Aliyah added with a smirk, “I forgot to mention that after using this spell, you won’t be able to transform again for at least an hour.”

“Wait,” Anthony chimed in, curiosity piqued, “so if I eat any parts of a Lycan, I’ll turn into one too, right?”

“Yes,” Aliyah confirmed, “but if your body can’t handle the transformation, it could kill you. So if you don’t want to explode your whole body, don’t do anything reckless,” she cautioned.

“What about… a tick?” Anthony asked, grinning mischievously.

“The smaller the creature, the less brain you have. This means you won’t think like a normal person. If you turn into a tick, you might stay like that for a long time—maybe even a year—before returning to your normal form. It’s not something you want to try unless you’re completely out of your mind. Everything has its consequences, so don’t do anything stupid. Am I clear?”

Everyone nodded, fully aware of the serious consequences.

“Is that all?” Kai asked, brow furrowed in confusion.

“This is just an introduction,” Aliyah replied, her voice firm yet playful. “We can’t learn everything at once; there’s always a process of learning.” A mischievous grin spread across her face.

“I have an exciting idea!” she declared, smirking. Without another word, the group rushed toward the cemetery.

“𝑺𝒖𝒓𝒈𝒊 𝒔𝒆𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒄𝒓𝒐 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒎!” Aliyah chanted, her voice clear and loud, but nothing happened. The air felt thick with an eerie atmosphere, and the whispers of the wind sent shivers down their spines.

“𝑺𝒖𝒓𝒈𝒊 𝒔𝒆𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒄𝒓𝒐 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒎!” Anthony tried, yet the cemetery remained eerily silent. “Are you sure we need to do this?” he asked, glancing nervously at Aliyah.

“𝑺𝒖𝒓𝒈𝒊 𝒔𝒆𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒄𝒓𝒐 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒎!” Kai shouted, his voice echoing throughout the cemetery. Suddenly, the ground trembled beneath them, sending chills down their spines as if the graves were shifting in response. “Arise from the grave as I speak!” he commanded. The graves cracked open, and the earth trembled wildly. The low, grunting sounds of the dead filled the air, creating a thick atmosphere of dread.

“Run!” Alastair shouted, laughter bubbling up as adrenaline surged through him. Instinctively, they all took off, their hearts racing in fear.

“What can we do to stop it?!” Alastair yelled, glancing back at the graves, half-expecting to see ghostly figures emerging from the earth.

“According to the book, if the caster doesn’t command them, they can’t harm us,” Aliyah explained. Kai hurried back to command the dead to return to their graves. Alastair let out a sigh of relief, and they all burst into laughter, shaking their heads at their own foolishness.

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