Lance couldn't believe what he was hearing. Prof. Blackwood, who had been his accuser, was now trying to free him from the dungeon? Lance blinked in disbelief, trying to process the conflicting emotions he was feeling.After a few moments, Lance stood up and looked at Prof. Blackwood with a mix of disbelief and anger. "I don't understand. You were the one trying to convict me, and now you're trying to free me?" he asked, his voice tinged with skepticism.Prof. Blackwood's smile quickly vanished, replaced with an annoyed expression. "I'm giving you a last chance to think carefully, Lance. Don't make a decision based on emotions. Take your time and give me an answer when you're ready," he said.Lance knew what his answer would be. "I don't need your help. Prof. Trevor will prove my innocence," he replied firmly.Prof. Blackwood's eyes narrowed in anger, but he quickly composed himself and gave Lance a tight smile. "Very well. Stay strong and be patient while you're being proven innocent

Glenda was up before the dawn had even begun to break over the sleepy medieval town. She dressed quickly and quietly, careful not to wake her slumbering friend, Mara. The only sounds she could hear were the occasional snore from some of the other students and the rustle of blankets as some stirred in their sleep.She made her way through the dimly lit corridors of the school, her eyes scanning the shadows for any signs of life. But all was quiet and still. She moved swiftly, her feet barely making a sound on the creaky wooden floors.As she approached the entrance to the dungeon, she was met by two imposing guards. They looked down at her with suspicion and demanded to know why she was there."What's your business here?" one of them asked."I have permission from Miss Eloise to visit Lance," Glenda lied confidently. "I was asked to check on him and bring him some food."The guards narrowed their eyes and asked to see her pass."I must have left it in my room," Glenda said quickly, tr

Miss Eloise froze as if time had stopped. Her heart pounded heavily in her chest, and her mind went blank. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. Mr. Einstein, the man she had respected and admired, had just ordered for her arrest. She felt a wave of fear wash over her as all eyes in the room turned toward her. She stood motionless, staring at Mr. Einstein with wide, terror-filled eyes.Prof. Craig, who had been crouched beside Prof. Trevor, trying to resuscitate him, stood up and looked around the room, trying to make sense of the situation. He could feel the tension in the air, and he knew that something terrible had happened.He shouted for another teacher to go call the healer, as the one who had gone previously hadn't arrived. Then, turning to Mr. Einstein, he asked, "Why have you ordered for Miss Eloise to be arrested?"Mr. Einstein walked over to the trolley where the herbs were and pointed at a black liquid that had accidentally spilled onto the trolley. "There was pois

Lance stared with a gaping mouth at the vanished wall, his heart racing with anxiety and excitement. As Lance stood there in the silent room, he was torn. On one hand, he was desperate to leave the dungeon and return to the safety of his dorm room, to go back to classes, to meet Glenda, and spend time together with her and his friends, play games, and listen to their taunts. On the other hand, he was greatly disturbed, considering if he was to be found roaming around and free, more allegations would be levelled on him. As he debated his next move, he heard the sound of keys jingling. His heart leaped into his throat, and he spun around to face the entrance of the room. It was then that he saw Prof. Craig standing there, his expression one of shock and horror.For a moment, neither of them spoke. Lance could see how wide Prof. Craig's eyes were as he stared at the vanished wall. Lance was about to explain when Prof. Craig asked in what was a whisper, asking him what had happened here

As Prof. Blackwood slowly got to his feet, he grimaced and let out a low groan of pain. He clutched his chest tightly, trying to will away the sharp ache that pulsed through his body. Mr. Einstein's muttering grew more urgent, his words barely audible over the roaring of the portal as it grew wider and wider. Suddenly, with a surge of magical energy, the portal burst open, revealing a swirling vortex of purple light."By the powers of the ancients, I call upon the strength of the elements to close this portal!" shouted Prof. Blackwood, his wand held aloft. With a fierce determination, he unleashed a powerful spell that crackled through the air, striking the portal head-on. The swirling vortex shuddered and faltered as if struggling against the force of Prof. Blackwood's magic.As the portal began to close, Prof. Blackwood gritted his teeth and muttered another incantation, pouring every last ounce of his strength into the spell. With a final burst of light, the portal snapped shut, va