Lance's head was spinning and his heart was racing as he tried to make sense of what was happening. He felt as if he was in a dream-like state, but the panicked looks on his friends' faces told him that this was all too real.Glenda's hand was on his arm, pulling him towards her. He could see the fear in her eyes, but she was trying to be brave for him. "Wake up, Lance," she said, slapping his cheeks gently to try and bring him out of whatever trance he was in. Lance blinked twice and looked around the room. All the students in the Arcane repository were staring at him, and the Professor's face was twisted in a frown. Lance's heart sank as he realized he had caused a scene.He blinked again and turned to look at the floating figure he had seen earlier. Its eyes had moved, he was sure of it, but now the figure was still as if nothing had happened. Was he hallucinating?Lance felt Glenda squeeze his hand, and he turned to look at her. She gave him a small smile that didn't quite reach

Lance and his friends rushed into the classroom, breathing heavily from the sprint. They quickly made their way to their usual seats, exchanging whispers and excited chatter as they settled in for the day's lesson. As they waited for the teacher to arrive, Lance fidgeted in his seat, eager to learn about the telepathic spells that they were going to study.Finally, the door creaked open, and a tall, lanky figure walked in. It was Professor Northwood, their teacher for the day. He had a gentle smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye as he greeted the class and introduced the topic for the day. "Good morning, class," he began, his voice clear and resonant. "Today, we're going to be delving into the fascinating world of telepathic spells. These are spells that allow you to communicate with others using only your mind. It's a complex and powerful branch of magic, and I'm excited to explore it with you today."Lance leaned forward in his seat, his attention fully captured by the profes

As he saw the angry expression building up on Lance's face, he couldn't help but smile devilishly. "What brings you here, Byden? You know very well that you're not allowed within these walls," Lance said sternly, approaching Biden with caution.Byden's smile widened as he replied, "Oh, I'm just here to collect something that belongs to me." Lance raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying Byden's excuse. "And what might that be?" he asked, his voice laced with suspicion."Haven't you heard that curiosity kills the cat, boy?". Asked Byden whose smile never left his face."Well, lucky for me, I'm not a cat. How kind of you to worry about me. But I'll take my chances with curiosity, rather than living a life of boring ignorance as you do. Are you not tired of sneaking around where you are loathed and banished from, Byden?". Lance stared at the man as he talked, holding his wand tightly and ready to attack again.Byden's smile slowly dropped off his face. "I see you are the ignorant one here,

Mr. Einstein cleared his throat as he nervously faced Biden. "I apologize my lord. If I may ask, what transpired between you and the boy?" Mr. Einstein was intrigued by the emotional negative impact Lance had given Biden.Biden sneered at Mr. Einstein, his face contorted with anger. "That little brat dared to lay his hands on me!" he spat venomously. "He had the audacity to fight me and try to steal what was rightfully mine!". He paused and then raised the sleeve of his robe. "Look at that! That brat hit a spell on me!". He pointed to the large red blistered wounds on his hand and then gritted his teeth in fury."I see," Mr. Einstein said cautiously. "And what do you plan to do with him?"Biden's eyes narrowed, his lips curling into a snarl. "He will pay for his insolence," he growled. "I will make sure he suffers for what he has done."Mr. Einstein couldn't help but feel a sense of dread as he watched Biden speak. Biden turned back to Mr. Einstein, his expression darkening. "But for

Lance stumbled back into the dungeon, still weak and shaky from his injuries. Glenda rushed to his side, her eyes filling with tears as she took in the bruises and cuts on his face."Lance, are you okay?" she asked, her voice trembling.Lance managed a weak smile. "I'm okay, Glenda. They patched me up pretty good in the infirmary."But Glenda could see the pain in his eyes, and she knew that he was far from okay.A guard came in and instructed her to step out of the prison and she did so, going back out of the dungeon. As they watched, a guard locked Lance back up in his cell. Glenda and the rest of Lance's friends - Liam, Frank, and Mara - watched in sorrow as he disappeared from view.Miss Eloise came back and approached them with a sad expression on her face."I'm so sorry, children," she said softly. "I wish there was more we could do to help Lance."Glenda's eyes flashed with anger. "This isn't fair," she said, her voice rising. "Lance is innocent. We have to do something to pro