Brodwell Academy For Gifted Youngsters

Prologue

July 5, 1814

It was a beautiful day at St.Christopher's Child and general hospital. The sun was shining and the birds were everywhere flying in the vast blue sky. Nurses were rushing around without panic but just to check on everyone... Well every nurse except for 1. That particular nurse was in her room brushing her little girl's chestnut hair. The mother was wearing her nurse outfit which was a plain white dress with a red cross over her heart. She had sparkling green eyes and chestnut hair like her daughter. They both had an easy smile and light laughter, her mother's name was Anne and the daughter's was Jamie. After Anne was done brushing Jamie's hair she stood up and took Jamie's hand gently in her own and looked around the massive bedroom which had 2 beds, white walls, oak floors, a large bookshelf made of maple, and a vanity made of maple. She then led her daughter to the edge of the room which had a massive door. The woman opened it and stepped inside. There was a spiral staircase leading downwards and they started walking down it. The door closed behind them and they stood in a dimly lit room. It was a massive room with a couch and all the walls but one had bookshelves to the ceiling. The one wall that didn't have the bookshelves had a table with strange ingredients on it and a book that read "Potions and Witchcraft Advanced edition". Anne turned to her daughter and crouched down, "Jamie, I need you to promise me that if anyone comes to kill me and the other patients that you will hide in here. You are 12 so you should be able to put a barrier spell on the door, okay?" Anne asked as her eyes scanned over Jamie's face. "Okay," Jamie replied with a slight frown.

Little did she know the horror that would ensue that very night.