The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

The impromptu golf game was ended and classes resumed. Teacher Sigrid stood before her class, hoping that there would be mess mischief during this lesson. That proved to be a challenge because someone had learned the art of turning humans into animals and a piglet was sitting in a chair, cross legged in a very human like way and looking forward as if it was any other student.

The class was full of chuckles, amused at the prank. Some of the students were recording, planning to share this with the non mages on Mitter.

"Who did this?" Sigrid asked impatiently.

For a group of mages that was always eager to report each other, they all remained silent. Some students pretended to be interested in their books. Others found the windows and the scene outside captivating. Some looked at their fingers or rifled through herbs on their desks.

She looked at her brothers, and raised her brows. They looked the other way and John even started to whistle.

"So no one is going to admit who is behind the prank?" She looked at Finn and the other normal pranksters. Their calm demeanor threw her a little off balance. Apparently nobody had even sniffed giggle weed powder because there was no snickering of any kind.

Sigrid shook her head, she frowned and gave them looks of disappointment. "Shame on you....all of you."

She pointed her wand at the piglet and it turned into a boy; Azarius Cohen. Sigrid shook her head once more. "Why am I not surprised that it is you Azarius."

While the class laughed again, Azarius scratched his head and shrugged. He was not just a victim of the prank, he was a participant as well, not that he planned to share this with teacher Sigrid.

Sigrid sighed and opened a book. "Because of the silly actions that have just occurred, I have been struck with inspiration. Today we shall begin with learning about Blabber brew, a potion that makes one spill secrets faster than tea at a gossip party or ball.

Blabber brew can be divided into three sub categories. The no filter tonic which removes all hesitation and makes one reveal their honest opinions about something.

The second is the all have loose lips tonic which makes one confess their most embarrassing secrets and the last is Damn, I should not have said that elixir which makes people say things they regret."

She heard murmurs rising in the classroom and she could feel the students vibrating with excitement. No doubt, the pranksters were already thinking of all the ways in which they would cause the maximum chaos using the potions.

She moved out from behind her desk and walked in front of it. Then, she sat down and faced the class which was nervously quiet. "I know that learning all this new knowledge which you never learned before is exciting." She started softly but sternly. "And I also understand that it all seems like fun and games to you. Perhaps some of you wonder why we teach you these things. An elixir like Damn I should not have said that sounds stupid."

Some students chuckled, which was not unexpected.

Sigrid raised her hands, gesturing up and down that they should clam down. "What you must always remember as you prank each other and giggle is that magic is not always a game. When the mages of other empires and hidden societies get their hands on you they will use such potions on you to force you to reveal secrets about the empire.

One drop of Damn I should not have said that potion in the wrong hands will make you give up the whereabouts of your colleagues, the secrets of this academy and estate, the secrets of your parents, where you hide your gold or silver, secret recipes."

The classroom had fallen silent and the students were not giggling anymore. Sigrid took it to mean that they were attentive and she continued imparting advice.

"Not long ago, the only occupation for mages in Eldoria was sword mage. Whether you wanted to be one or not and whether you had the skill for it or not did not matter. As long as you had the gift for magic, you had to pick up the sword.

The opportunities that you have today to learn other ways to apply magic were fought for by people that were willing to give up everything for you. I, the Lord mage, and the crown prince. We spent a month convincing the king that you could all be more. That you could bring value to Eldoria even without swords in your hands. It was not easy having the laws changed so that we women would be here today.

I say this not because I want your gratefulness but because I want you to learn. Do not just use the knowledge we teach you for laughs and giggles. Train yourselves and learn because you will need this knowledge should Eldoria go to war again.

You will need it to fight against mages of the Arcane Assembly that seek to penetrate and control the world using their church. You will it to protect your loved ones, to feed yourselves and to build a future for your children and all Eldorians. You are not just mages, you are soldiers of the empire, keep that in mind always."

Sigrid stood up and returned behind the desk. The students were still quiet and there was unease in the air. She wondered if she had scared them, especially the younger mages.

To lighten the air, Sigrid decided to say something funny. "So, don’t just sniff giggle weed powder and fart, learn how to use it on the enemy without their notice. Even a fart is a weapon that can win a war when timed correctly."

She got some snickers and Sigrid considered it a win. Hopefully, they would all take their lessons more seriously. The occasional prank was funny but too many pranks during the wrong time was irresponsible.

"The next time I walk into my classroom and someone is in animal form, I will curse you to keep that shape for a month." She warned the students without looking up from her book. "Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes teacher Sigrid." They answered.

She raised her eyes and looked around for a face that she had not yet seen in the classroom. Indeed it was missing. Emmah Fairfax had only attended one of the classes Sigrid taught so far.

Sigrid did not wonder why. In fact, she was glad Emmah was skipping classes. It was best for her not to learn any potions or spells. The knowledge would be wasted as she was a dead man walking anyway.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock." Sigrid thought to herself.

Only three percent was left of the energy in that lucky halo and Sigrid could not wait for it to get to zero so that she would be as free as a bird to live a long life.