Here's a sample from the upcoming first chapter of The Transfer.
The pitiful clatter of my wand on the stone porch, was soon drowned out by the definitive slam of the heavy doors. One of the bystanders, among many, was a grumpy looking pukwudgie and another one was an old man in colorful robes.
"The principal finally had enough, I see. Bout time." the pukwudgie says in its droning voice "shame it was you and not some other brat, you're tolerable."
"Funny, William, you pick my last day to say the nicest thing I've ever heard you say about a witch or wizard beyond the founders." I say. "At least they let me keep my wand instead of the clunker they were trying to force on me."
"I'll grab your stuff and bring it to the gate. Now scram before I eat ya." He said in his form of playfulness; very indistinguishable from his normal demeanor. "Also, not that it matters now, but the entire house has asked to be your date to the party this weekend."
"Right, the party I helped plan, and I can now not attend for my hard labor." I say grabbing the ancient wand from the floor. The colorful robes man stiffens and makes his way forward.
Stay tuned for the first chapter coming soon.
https://www.wattpad.com/story/363413204