The Flying Glass (Fanglewick School of Magic Book 1) by E.M. Cooper

Author:E.M. Cooper [Cooper, E.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-11-15T22:00:00+00:00

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The following morning when Thigimus asked the kitchen staff for volunteers to go to Wandermere to help in the election, Marnie jumped at the chance. She was now waiting for a bus with Astra and Keruncle outside the entrance to Fanglewick.

A wizard in a silver gown carrying several bags and boxes landed in a vortex on the front lawn a short distance away. Moments later, two goblins rushed past Marnie and Astra, squabbling and elbowing each other as they raced to reach the wizard first.

The wizard flipped gold at the two goblins, who both dived to reach the coins but crashed into each other. Ignoring their tussle, the wizard said, ‘You two, take my heavy luggage to the staff residences. I’ll be back here after the election to collect them.’

The silver-gowned wizard was joined by another and soon a few chattering elves arrived to wait at the top of the driveway.

Professor Thigimus came rushing down the front steps from Fanglewick. ‘Greetings everyone,’ he called to the group before pointing at a green bus with lanterns on the front bumper bar trundling up the driveway. ‘The Wandermere bus is here.’

The bus was unlike any Marnie had seen. Comfy sofa chairs sat alongside each other and a goblin wandered down the aisle serving iced cup cakes from a silver platter. Thigimus sat with the driver up front chatting loudly to him about the weather. Two wizarding types bagged the first row behind the driver and spread themselves out across the four seats with their hand luggage and an owl in a bamboo cage. Three snooty elves perched on seats in the next row, plucking the travelling blanket on each seat with fingernails and dumping them on the spare seat as though they were germ infested. Keruncle made a beeline for the back seat while Marnie sat by a window, eager to see the landscape between Fanglewick and Wandermere and Astra settled beside her. Marnie was curious to see small farms dotted over low green hills and a river winding in the valleys. The houses and sheds were painted brightly in vivid contrasting colours unlike the gloomy grey tones of Downfell. After fifteen minutes or so, the farms gave way to more houses and smaller allotments.

‘We’re getting close,’ Astra said.

The bus veered down a steep curving road into a city set in a valley. Major roads fed into the centre where a towering grey building sat like a lighthouse on a mountain visible from every part of the city. Smaller white buildings with shining domes and spires clung to the lower hills.

‘Magic folk live in the upper part of Wandermere and ordinary folk on the flat lands,’ Astra said as she tidied her hair and smoothed her tunic. ‘The Imporium’s at the very top.’

‘What a massive bird,’ said Marnie craning her neck to see what looked like a giant eagle high in the sky.

Astra followed her gaze. ‘That’s no bird. Wait until you get to the Imporium and then you’ll understand.’

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