Physics The Greatest Magic

"Let's go over the basics of magic. As most of you should know, a chant is a prayer that can be heard by a spirit. Depending on the aptitude you have, you will be able to borrow power from a certain element of spirit when chanting." 

"For example, this is a simple chant." 

"Spiritus igne vocem meam da ignes. Elementary Fire magic: flamma" Translation: Spirit of fire, heed my call, grant me your flames." 

A flame was formed above his hand. It was like John's ignis but he could tell that it was weaker. But more importantly, John understood every word he said. He couldn't understand why he wasn't able to understand chants earlier. He wondered if it could have been because of her. 

'No... Now that I think about it... Don't I always name my spells in a different language?' John remembered. 

'What language was it again? Ah... I can't remember, I just sort of know... Don't tell me from the beginning, I already knew the chant language...? Does the same go for Ariel?' John wondered. 

He looked over at Ariel and she seemed to be doing fine, but a bit shook. 

"As you can see, this is a basic fire spell, by sending a prayer in the magic language, which I'm sure you all already know since you're in this class, you'll be able to cast spells." The teacher answered. 

"The higher level spells require longer chants, but it's not a problem if you're able to fast chant. Also, don't forget to use silent cast when casting your spells so someone else doesn't steal the chant, although it's difficult, it's possible." The teacher explained further. 

'Silent chant? Those guys that I fought said the same thing... Judging by the name, I'm guessing silent chant is a chant that's silent and doesn't need to be heard by others or doesn't need to be too loud, as for fast chant, I already know what it is, a shortened and faster version of a normal chant…' John thought.

Silent chant was the reason why everyone believed John, when he fake chanted. He was glad to know that this existed as school life would be a lot easier for him as long as the teachers didn't ask him to show a chant directly. 

However, judging by what happened in the exam, John didn't think they were allowed to. It was up to a student whether they wanted to tell their knowledge about spells and unique magic to anyone.

 "Alright, now that's the basics. Now for some history on magic." 

The mood got less lively after these words. 

*** 

"And that's all for today. Stand," said the teacher. 

Everyone stood up. 

"You are dismissed." 

When he said that, everyone walked out with a relieved expression, and they were no longer tense. 

"Hell starts tomorrow, huh..." 

"Yeah... Hell..." 

"We came in 1 week earlier, I wonder how those new students will react." 

"It'll be more fun if they find out on their own." 

The students, which were here before John and his party, started chattering before they left.

'Hell huh…' John thought to himself.

"John, what are you waiting for?" Asked Serena as she waited near the door with Ariel 

"Hold on, I need to ask sir something," John asked as he walked up to the teacher. 

"Bye, John." Said victor as he left. 

"Ah, See you," John replied. 

His socialness was now making John feel nervous.

"Do you need anything?" Asked the teacher as he wiped the board. 

"Yeah sir, actually..." 

*** 

As they left the school and went over to the dormitories, John noticed that the sun had set and they had also met up with Eleanor on the way. 

John simply followed quietly as the girls had their talk. Or rather, he was distracted and focused on what the teacher had told him. 

"John, are you okay?" Asked Eleanor as she turned around. 

"Hm? Ah, yeah, I'm fine, why?" John replied.

"You have your head in the clouds." 

"Yeah..." 

"Ah, the path splits..." Said Eleanor. 

The dormitories were opposite to each other, so they will be going separate ways from here. 

"Yeah... see you tomorrow," John said before heading down the right path. 

"See you," Said Ariel. 

"Make sure you sleep well," Said Eleanor. 

"Mhm bye," said Serena. 

John waved at them as he walked over to the boys' dorm. Shortly after he had lost sight of them, he arrived. 

There were many other boys coming in as well, but aside from those who were friends, everyone was minding their business. 

As John entered the dorms, the secretary which was a guy asked for his identification card. They were given ID cards after the tour was over; they had been specially made based on the information they wrote on the sheet after the exam. 

John handed him the ID, and he gave him a key with a room number. 

"This is your room, Alpha class members get rooms to themselves, you can also choose who you'd like as a roommate if you'd really want one, but that's optional." 

The key shower room number 1O3. 

"I see, thank you," John replied before searching for the room. 

John followed the instructions on the wall and assumed that because there was a 1, that it'd be on the first floor, but it was actually on the third because of the 3. 

The O of the alphabet represented the O corridor where John's room was at, and the one was the room number. 

"Why is it backward? Couldn't they have made it 3O1...? I had to spend like 20 minutes searching..." John muttered when he was finally in front of his room. 

John entered and turned on the lights, and was surprised by how luxurious everything looked. 

A Single, double king's bed with top tier ceiling lights and a great view of the school and sky from the window, It was an amazing room. 

"What is this a hotel?!" John asked. 

The lights seemed to be powered by magic, John almost thought it was electricity for a second. 'If only I was an engineer…' John thought 

As John walked over to the bed, he noticed that there was luggage under it. 

"Oh, that's my luggage. We were told to hand them in before lessons, so they brought it here... Now I feel more relaxed..." John spoke to himself.

As John looked around the room, he even noticed that there was a toilet. 

'It's nice to know I have a room here waiting for me. Just knowing that I can rest gives me hope.' John thought. 

"Now.... It's time to go to hell."