A journey through parallel worlds. Chapter 1. Academy of magic. Part 2.

Part 2.

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The bus ride took about half an hour. All this time the boys kept a sharp eye out for all incoming and outgoing passengers, but anything suspicious have not noticed.

From the bus stop to the Academy of mages they walked for another ten minutes. In order to get into it, they had to turn off the main street in a narrow alley, at the end of which there was a rather nondescript one-story building with an equally nondescript sign, which stated that there is an Institute of psychology and exothermic reactions.

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• What is it? - asked surprised Marina, pointing to the inscription on the sign. - Some sort of gibberish, a mixture of a bulldog with a rhinoceros... Two incompatible concepts.

• It's simple, - replied Stepan. - In this sign will glide look and will go further, shaking at best shoulders.

• You didn't think you'd see the sign of the Magi Academy here. Haven't you realized by now that we're working behind the scenes, under the cover of serious structures?

• And what are these structures so mysterious? - asked girl.

• All right, it's not supposed to know, seriously and strictly noticed her companion. - Lot more keep your mouth shut, but closely listen and see in both. So you will guess a lot, and eventually you may be available and classified information.

• Uzho come in, five minutes left until the start of classes - continued Stepan and pushed open the door.

She easily swung open, letting them into the spacious hall, where they stopped in the middle. They were the only ones here.

Marina counted about a dozen doors leading to classrooms. On one of them she saw a sign with the inscription: "Professor of magic Gnatyuk Valentina Petrovna!"

• You - there - pushed to the door girl, Stephen, and I to another room. I'll meet you after class.

• Yes do not be shy you so, - he encouraged my friend - there is still nobody ate!))

Marina, robea, has pushed the door and saw sitting at the table the contestant the most Valentina Petrovna, with which she yesterday met.

• Come on in, don't be shy, - the sweet old woman cheered her up. - I'm glad you're here. Plus, you're almost there. But let's agree for the future-it is necessary to come before the appointed term of minutes for ten-fifteen to have a rest after the road, to catch a breath and to look around because I will often prepare for you various surprises.

Marina involuntarily immediately looked around, and Valentina laughed merrily.

• No, today we will do without surprises. I will now tell you how and when our Academy was organized, what were the prerequisites for this. And in General, what kind of magic is this, which allows us to move through parallel worlds.

• By the way, what do you know about the existence of such worlds? I would be interested to hear your opinion, given that you have
  already gained some experience. And also, I hope you don't mind me calling you "you"?

• Well, what are you - Marina was confused, - of course not. You're at the age in my grandmother's good...

• Women actually indecent to recall the age - laughed Valentina - well, okay, let's start your story.

Marina hesitated for a while, not knowing where to start.

• About the fact that there are some strange worlds in which people live, like us, I heard from my grandmother, being still very small. Because, apparently, and took her stories as fairy tales, which can be trusted, but you can not. Especially because my mom is always skeptical of the tales that the grandmother was feeding her granddaughter.

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So she told me:

• Do not believe the daughter of these tales. It's all fiction, there's only one world, the one we live in. You wait, she'll still about different elves, monsters and ghosts start to tell. And all of them will be from those otherworldly or parallel worlds.

• I, however, liked to listen to old wives ' tales, and mom eventually gave up on us, it is reasonable to assume that over time, I have other interests, and I will forget all those nonsense, which I had heard in childhood.

• In principle, it happened. I grew up, went to school, and I became no longer interested in my grandmother's fairy tales.

• Soon we moved to the city, and my grandmother remained in the village where we lived before. Then some monsters killed her, turned the house upside down and disappeared. The militiamen who arrived to the scene didn't find any clues. Case closed. The killers were never found.

After a pause, Marina continued:

• I was under the impression that the bandits that attacked us in the barn of her grandmother, was just the very same criminals that escaped in the time of punishment. The ability to travel between worlds gave them the opportunity to escape justice.

• I also think that you were not the only one who was looking for my grandmother's next of kin, otherwise how would they know who I am, and that I might show up in that dilapidated house.

• Good thinking, dear, - said softly, Valentina. - And the fact that you started a real hunt, says a lot. Your grandmother must have had the same artifact that can open any portal.

• If it falls into the hands of the bandits hired by our opponents - be trouble. There are rumors that they want to get through the space-time portal at a time when Hitler was just going to start a war, and somehow affect the course of history, to make sure that the victory was won by the Nazis.

• Unfortunately, we do not have exact data, in what period of time and in what place they are going to start the spy to prevent them.

• So far, all their attempts ended in failure precisely because of the fact that the usual means to get at the right time and at the right time is almost impossible. That's why they take any action to take possession of the miraculous artifact.

• Well, are you tired yet? Maybe we should take a break and have some tea with my favorite cakes? - she smiled and winked at Marina.

• Turn on the electric kettle while I set the table...

To be continued...

The beginning of history read [here]:
1. 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 13, 14.