God Loves Angels. Enrike Fluence

glad to see you all. – The lady in the blue dress spoke in a clear, not loud voice. I heard a slight accent that lent a melodic tone to her voice. It was pleasant to listen to.

      – My name is Frau Mendelssohn, and I will teach you the very first and most important course in your magical development. «Introductory Course» of the first Grant. And so when you know how to contact me, let’s say hello! I say: Hello, young wizards! You answer: Hello, Frau-u, – in the word of Frau and her name, I again heard notes of accent. I liked him. Definitely; – Mendlson!

      I coughed softly, preparing to greet my first teacher and…

      – Glad to see you, young wizards!

      …together with all the students she loudly reported:

      – Hello, Frau Mendelssohn!

      – Well. Well done! – The teacher praised. I smiled. While the lesson reminded me of a game.

      – And now let’s get to know each other a little closer.

      At this remark from the teacher, I was frightened. I didn’t want to stand in front of the whole class and tell about myself, as it was in my old school on my first day. But to my relief, it wasn’t necessary. Madame Mendelssohn simply read the list of names from her sheet, and the student got up for a second and immediately sat down.

      – Allan White, James Clarence and Edge Lawrence…

      I immediately got confused in these names. The last names of the last two guys seemed to me the same and difficult to remember, especially when you hear them one after another. There were not many guys in my class – only three. Girls – five:

      – Lily Leng! «That was the name of my savior guide.

      – Cornelia Snow, Bridget Oourd, Matilda Reinhart!

      Matilda is that nasty and evil person, Jamely’s friend. Ooh!

      All the names were new to me, and I immediately forgot most of them. Hard-to-pronounce surnames – that’s for sure. But the name of Matilda is etched into my memory. Reinhart! It even sounds unpleasant!

      – Roselyn Burling!

      I hurried to get up. And she sat down with joy. From a height above my desk, it was scary and a little uncomfortable when the whole class was looking at you.

      Madame Mendelssohn put down the sheet of names on the table.

      – I said that this course will be on your first Grant. Grants are academic years at a school. When you successfully pass all the exams, you will be admitted to the lessons of the second Grant, and so on. Look at the emblem embroidered on the left side of your school uniform.

      I already had time to make out her. A beautiful capital letter H with curls, placed in a golden circle, from which rays diverged in all directions. And under H was a small star. I touched the star on my chest.

      – Northern sun, and the first letter of our institution. Underneath you will find a star. This star is your pass to lessons. One star is the first Grant. In your second year of study, a new star will appear under the emblem. And then you will have two stars and a pass to the lessons of the second Grant. This is clear? Now let’s get your magic wands, or artifacts, if anyone has them.

      I took my wand out of my bag and looked at the other guys. They also had sticks similar to mine. The girl sitting next to me looked at my wand with interest. I noted that we have the same. Probably all the student sticks were similar.

      Frau Mendelssohn walked between the desks, looking down at our chopsticks, but not touching them.

      – Great, great. – She purred. After making a small circle around me, she returned to the piano and folded her palms across her chest.

      – Magic wands are your magic artifacts. They enhance the power of the wizard, direct it outward. With them, you will quickly gain confidence and develop a magic vein in yourself! Magic wands are very handy for young learners. They are not as powerful as artifacts. You yourself will understand why the wand is what you need now. Adult magicians have more expensive artifacts. These are already precious heirlooms, passed down from generation to generation. For example, wands, in the cores of which rare minerals are hidden, rings, watches. Any item can be an artifact. But with the magic in it!

      From the first desk came a thin, uncertain voice. I didn’t hear what he said, and I got up in my chair to see better.

      – I’m sorry, what? Speak louder, young magician!

      Frau leaned over to the boy at the first desk.

      – Well. Now let’s go again. Just before you ask anything, raise your hand and wait until I turn to you.

      The boy’s ears turned red. I didn’t see his face, but, of course, it turned red too.

      A thin, trembling hand went up.

      – Yes, young wizard? Stand up and introduce yourself, please.

      – James Clorence. – His voice sounded much quieter than Frau Mendelssohn.

      – Repeat your question!

      – I wanted to ask you, Frau Mendelssohn, what kind of magic wand… Is there an artifact?

      – Great question. You can sit down! – Frau Mendelssohn was delighted and raised her hand in front of her.

      – I have rings!

      I noticed the rims of the rings on Frau’s thin graceful fingers. When the teacher turned her palm, the Sun jumped around the walls, ceiling and piano in bright bunnies. There were small stones on the rings, difficult to distinguish until this moment. I squinted at the black and red diamond, green like a cat’s eye, a ball and white, like pearls, a stone on gold rings. So it seemed to me, at least from my last place. And I was sitting on the fourth desk from Madame.

      – Great! – I heard a sigh of admiration. James Clorence said that. And I caught myself thinking that I myself am saying something similar, only in a whisper. James sat closest to Frau, and fell more under the spell of magic stones. Frau said nothing to James. She did not remark that he should raise his hand and wait for her attention, but smiled.

      Then Frau told us how to handle our chopsticks. I didn’t know, but they needed more attention and even respect. They are like little pets, animals that should be tamed. You can’t throw. Then I remembered Ismeralda and the way she handled her wand. Keep only in a pocket near the heart. Rarely, but possible, to put in a school bag. Wipe clean with a silk cloth. I kept waiting to see if Frau would say that the sticks should be given a name, like these pets, but she said nothing of the kind. The cat has a name. And here is a magical artifact!

      And you need to use it differently than I did it at home. You need to take it in the palm of your hand, try to feel the vibration of the stick, hold it evenly with straight fingers and speak the spell not to yourself, but to the stick. Somehow I did not notice anything like this behind my grandmother. Perhaps the grandmother’s ring was more powerful or sensitive, that it worked like that. Or maybe he himself studied his owner so well that he did not need an appeal? I must ask my grandmother sometime. Only when will I see her again?

      – Magic is a gift and a responsibility. – Frau Mendelssohn’s words came through my thoughts. – You are just starting to learn and have no idea what hard work awaits you. It takes years to become a powerful magician and perform excellent spells. And in this school you will only lay the beginning of your path. Despite the fact that your magic is quite weak and the enchantment cannot seriously harm, never use magic recklessly. It is forbidden to use magic on other students at school. I know what I am saying. Temptations to resolve disputes or even joke are always present. Not once were students expelled for this, even from the elders Grant. Therefore, please remember this once and for all.

      My dreams were crying to punish Zhamely with some kind