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Book One
Magyk
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Angie Sage
Illustrations by Mark Zug
For Lois,
with love and thanks for
all your help and encouragement—
this book is for you.
Contents
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Book One: Magyk
1 Something in the Snow
2 Sarah and Silas
3 The Supreme Custodian
4 Marcia Overstrand
5 At the Heaps
6 To the Tower
7 Wizard Tower
8 The Rubbish Chute
9 Sally Mullin’s Cafe
10 The Hunter
11 The Trail
12 Muriel
13 The Chase
14 Deppen Ditch
15 Midnight at the Beach
16 The Boggart
17 Alther Alone
18 Keeper’s Cottage
19 Aunt Zelda
20 Boy 412
21 Rattus Rattus
22 Magyk
23 Wings
24 Shield Bugs
25 The Wendron Witch
26 MidWinter Feast Day
27 Stanley’s Journey
28 The Big Freeze
29 Pythons and Rats
30 Message for Marcia
31 The Rat’s Return
32 The Big Thaw
33 Watch and Wait
34 Ambush
35 Gone to Ground
36 Frozen
37 Scrying
38 Defrosting
39 The Appointment
40 The Meeting
41 The Vengeance
42 The Storm
43 The Dragon Boat
44 To Sea
45 Ebb Tide
46 A Visitor
47 The Apprentice
48 The Apprentice Supper
49 Septimus Heap
What Aunt Zelda Saw in the Duck Pond
After…
Excerpt from Book Two: Flyte
The Year Before: On the Night of the Apprentice Supper
1: Spiders
2: Wizard Way
Excerpt from Book Three: Physik
Prologue: The Portrait in the Attic
1: Snorri Snorrelssen
2: The Traders’ Market
Excerpt from Book Four: Queste
Prologue: Nicko and Snorri
1: Nicko’s Release
2: Free!
Excerpt from Book Five: Syren
Prologue: A Crossing of Paths
1: Promotion
2: Keeper’s Cottage
Excerpt from Book Six: Darke
Prologue: Banished
1: The Visit
2: Visitors
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Book One: Magyk
1
SOMETHING IN THE SNOW
Silas Heap pulled his cloak tightly around him against the snow. It had been a long walk through the Forest, and he was chilled to the bone. But in his pockets he had the herbs that Galen, the Physik Woman, had given him for his new baby boy, Septimus, who had been born earlier that day.
Silas drew closer to the Castle, and he could see the lights flickering through the trees as candles were placed in the windows of the tall narrow houses clustered along the outside walls. It was the longest night of the year, and the candles would be kept burning until dawn, to help keep the dark at bay. Silas always loved this walk to the Castle. He had no fear of the Forest by day and enjoyed the peaceful walk along the narrow track that threaded its way through the dense trees for mile after mile. He was near the edge of the Forest now, the tall trees had begun to thin out, and as the track began to dip down to the valley floor, Silas could see the whole Castle spread before him. The old walls hugged the wide, winding river and zigzagged around the higgledy-piggledy clumps of houses. All the houses were painted bright colors, and those that faced west looked as if they were on fire as their windows caught the last of the winter sun’s rays.
The Castle had started life as a small village. Being so near to the Forest the villagers had put up some tall stone walls for protection against the wolverines, witches and warlocks who thought nothing of stealing their sheep, chickens and occasionally their children. As more houses were built, the walls were extended and a deep moat was dug so that all could feel safe.
Soon the Castle was attracting skilled craftsmen from other villages. It grew and prospered, so much so that the inhabitants began to run out of space until someone decided to build The Ramblings. The Ramblings, which was where Silas, Sarah and the boys lived, was a huge stone building that rose up along the riverside. It sprawled for three miles along the river and back again into the Castle and was a noisy, busy place filled with a warren of passages and rooms, with small factories, schools and shops mixed in with family rooms, tiny roof gardens and even a theater. There was not much space in The Ramblings, but people did not mind. There was always good company and someone