Fate, however, had other plans. In battle training, juniors were to select opponents from a hat. My heart raced as I reached in, pulling out a slip of parchment. I stared in disbelief: "Carter Prince."
Panic and determination surged within me. This was it—I could no longer avoid him. As I stepped into the arena, Carter flashed a confident smirk, his presence radiating authority.
"Well, well, well. Look who I get to toy with," he said, the crowd around us buzzing with excitement.
Professor Wolfe's impatient voice cut through the noise. "Miss Everson, if you would kindly take your place so we can begin." The crowd's doubts echoed in my ears—"She doesn't stand a chance," "A half-blood?"
I took a deep breath, squaring my shoulders. I would show them. I raised my wand, determination coursing through me, and cast my first spell: "Expelliarmus!"
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The Half-Blood's Gambit
FantasiaAt Wysteria Academy of Magic, Clair Everson, a determined half-blood witch, faces the harsh realities of prejudice and power. As the first of her kind to attend the prestigious school, Clair is determined to prove herself among the elite. But when s...
