Ten years later – White Phoenix Academy, Intrigued exam hall.
After ten long years. Now, Stella, Alex, and Victoria stood at the grand gates of White Phoenix Academy, accompanied by their parents. Together, they entered the Intrinsic Exam Hall -- a vast, echoing chamber lined with glowing runes and banners of the academy's crest.
Their parents took their places beside the headmaster and the Heads of Departments, each representing a branch of magical discipline: Forge Master, War Mage, Alchemy, Battle Mage, Warden, Healer, and Mage Knight.
The headmaster stepped forward, his presence commanding silence.
"My name is Albus Dumbledore," he announced, voice calm and resonant. "I am the Headmaster of White Phoenix Academy. Allow me to introduce our esteemed faculty."
He gestured to each in turn. Professor all wearing the specified academy uniform: black slacks, white button-up shirts, and academy robes with a Phoenix emblazoned on the back. Professors wear ties that match their magical rank: red for Mage, green for Great Mage, and blue for Archmage.
Master Alchemy – Severus Snape (Green Tie)
A sharp-eyed woman with ink-black hair swept into a tight bun and deep lines of discipline etched into her face. Severus Snape's presence is as precise as her potions, her robes always immaculate and tinged faintly with the scent of herbs and caustic reagents. Her voice cuts like a scalpel—controlled, deliberate, and rarely wasted. Though feared for her strictness, she commands deep respect for her uncanny mastery of transmutations and elixirs.
Master Warden – Alexander Weasley (Blue Tie)
Tall and broad-shouldered, Alexander Weasley radiates calm authority. His once-fiery red hair has faded to a dignified silver, but his gaze remains sharp and alert. His deep blue tie gleams like wardlight beneath his dark robes. Known for his unparalleled skill in defensive magic and wardcraft, he speaks with a calm, almost paternal air. A shield of wisdom and patience in the chaos of magical academia.
Master Healer – Clane Manohar (Blue Tie)
Clane Manohar moves with the serenity of a monk and the precision of a surgeon. Olive-skinned with warm brown eyes and graying curls at his temples, his presence is both comforting and commanding. He wears his archmage's blue tie loosely, almost forgotten beneath his healer's tools. His robes are often marked with subtle magical sigils for health and restoration, glowing faintly in candlelight. Clane's lectures are as much about compassion as they are about spells.
Royal Forge Master – Duke Marth (Blue Tie)
A towering figure of muscle and magic, Duke Marth's deep voice rumbles like distant thunder. His ash-blond hair is streaked with soot, and his robes, while formal, carry the scent of molten metal. His tie—a brilliant blue—contrasts starkly against the blacksmith's build. As both noble and master of magical metallurgy, he combines aristocratic bearing with the callused hands of a laborer. His forges are legendary, and his enchantments even more so.
Master Mage Knight – Yondra Mefaal (Green Tie)
Yondra Mefaal's presence is electric—every motion is a study in purpose. Her dark skin glows beneath the firelight of battle drills, and her green tie is always tightly knotted, like her discipline. A scar traces down her left cheek, a token from a duel in her youth. She teaches with fire and fury, blending spell and sword in terrifying harmony. Students whisper that even in armor, she can weave incantations faster than most can blink.
Master Battle Mage – Olivia Reaves (Green Tie)
With short platinum hair and ice-blue eyes, Olivia Reaves is the epitome of tactical sharpness. Her robes are always pressed, her posture rigid, and her green tie knotted to perfection. A brilliant strategist, Olivia's battlefield magic is as elegant as it is devastating. She speaks with military precision, and her classroom often feels more like a war room. She's famous for saying: "Magic is chaos. Control it, or it controls you."
Master War Mage – Amara Hightower (Blue Tie)
Amara Hightower exudes regal power. Her long silver hair flows freely over her shoulders, contrasting with the deep blue of her archmage tie. Her eyes are an intense violet, and her aura seems to shimmer faintly with arcane energy at all times. Amara's lectures are sweeping and visionary, often quoting magical theory and history as if she lived through it herself. She's both revered and feared, a living legend who commands silence with a glance.
With introductions complete, he nodded. "Now, students, reveal your foundations."
Victoria stepped forward first. She raised her hand and began to rotate it slowly counterclockwise. With each new position her hand reached on the clock, a new elemental orb formed.
At 12 o'clock: a blazing orb of fire ignited. At 6: water gathered, shifting between solid ice, flowing liquid, and swirling vapor. At 2: a dense orb of earth took shape. At 10: a storm cloud condensed, crackling with soft lightning. At 4: a shimmering hologram of a dragon emerged, coiling in the air. At 8: a dark mass formed, then burst into a radiant phoenix.
Golden lines connected the orbs, weaving a glowing web of energy. The dragon and phoenix merged, forming two distinct orbs -- one black, one white. Victoria let the magic gently fade, stepping back.
Then Alex stepped forward. She recreated the elemental display with flawless precision -- each orb appearing in perfect harmony. Stella followed, mirroring the same feat with equal mastery.
The Headmaster and the department heads stood in stunned silence -- jaws slack, eyes wide.
Next came Victoria. Calm and confident, she raised her hand and unleashed a dazzling cascade of elemental power. Over 200 spells of each element fire, water, earth, air, lightning, and water all expertly cast across Tiers 1 to 3. The Headmaster and Department Head, Never had they seen someone command so many (1,200) spells with such precision. And they had never seen anyone cast a spell by using Light Mastery to conjure the rune required for the spell.
Dumbledore looked over his glasses and asked, "What specialization will you choose? As you have proven you have more than enough credits to skip the first three years."
Victoria says "Forge master, Warden, War Mage."
Dumbledore says "We see you in three days."