The Quiet Morning That Changed Everything
The autumn mist hung heavy over the stone courtyards of the academy as the morning bell tolled for the first-year orientation.
E.g. ：Vampire Prince's Forbidden Blood Pact With Enemy Witch Exposed: Academy Rocked By Dark Secrets
- 1、The Quiet Morning That Changed Everything
- 2、The Awakening of the Relic
- 3、The Wild Chase Through the Spires
- 4、The Secret Beneath the Floorboards
My younger brother, Leo, stood nervously near the edge of the cobblestone square, clutching his standard-issue textbook bundle to his chest.
He had spent the entire previous week complaining about the strange, cold drafts echoing through the dormitory corridors.
None of us suspected that the academy's architecture was actively reacting to his presence long before he ever stepped foot in a classroom.
The faculty had strict rules about first-year students approaching the historic flight sheds located behind the greenhouse.
Those old sheds were supposedly locked with triple-iron padlocks and protected by anti-tampering charms dating back four centuries.
Yet, when Leo walked past the western wall during the shift change, the heavy oak doors inexplicably swung wide open.
He didn't mean to wander inside the restricted storage area where the obsolete training relics were discarded.
He only wanted to retrieve his dropped leather quill case that had rolled beneath the rotting wooden floorboards.
That was the exact moment the oldest artifact in the room began to hum with a low, vibrating resonance.
The Awakening of the Relic
It wasn't a standard training broom used by the upperclassmen for recreational matches or casual evening patrols.
Historical records kept in the basement archives classified it as a prototype artifact from the era of the founding directors.
The handle was carved from petrified yew wood, darkened by centuries of exposure to damp dungeon air and forgotten curses.
When Leo's fingertips brushed against the frayed wicker tail, a blinding flash of silver light illuminated the dusty interior.
The broom didn't just vibrate; it seemed to heave upward as if drawing in its very first breath of fresh air.
Before Leo could release his grip, the binding charms locked around his palms with the strength of iron shackles.
The enchanted bristles flared outward, igniting with a pale blue flame that left no burn marks on his woolen robes.
With a deafening crack that echoed across the entire valley, the artifact blasted straight through the slate-tiled roof.
Leo screamed in absolute terror as the ground vanished beneath his feet, replaced by the dizzying height of the castle towers.
The academy groundskeepers dropped their shears in sheer disbelief as the runaway student soared into the restricted airspace.
The Wild Chase Through the Spires
Up in the faculty towers, the alarm bells began to toll in a frantic, irregular rhythm that signaled an emergency breach.
Headmaster Vance rushed to his high arched window just in time to see the blazing yew broom streak past the astronomy dome.
His face turned deathly pale as he recognized the unique flight pattern of the artifact.
It was the exact same broom that had been locked away following the mysterious disappearance of the academy's co-founder seventy years ago.
Professors scrambled onto their own flying mounts, kicking off from the stone balconies in a desperate attempt to intercept the runaway rider.
