Professor Galahad lifted both of his hands slowly, the soft glow of magic radiating from his fingertips. The air around the classroom seemed to hum, vibrating ever so slightly. Then, in a blink, the light enveloped every student, and the world around them shifted like ripples in water.
When the glow dissipated, they were no longer inside the polished classroom. Instead, they stood in a vast, secluded clearing deep within a forest. Towering trees surrounded the area, their leaves glistening in the dappled sunlight filtering through the canopy above. Birds chirped faintly in the distance, and the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze mingled with the faint scent of pine and fresh earth.
In the very center of the clearing, a massive open field stretched out, perfectly maintained with soft, green grass. Scattered throughout were magic training dummies of varying sizes, carved from wood and stone, some bearing enchanted markings that glimmered faintly as if ready to respond to magic.
