Charlie Bone and The Castle Of Mirrors by Jenny Nimmo
By Jenny Nimmo
Charlie's energy is taking up a brand new measurement as he meets a brand new solid of characters, together with Mr. Pilgrim's alternative, Tantalus Ebony, and the mysterious new pupil Joshua Tilpin, who seems to be magnetic. yet Charlie is not the just one facing alterations . . . Billy has been followed by way of a child-hating couple referred to as the O'Gres, who hold a grey bag of oaths anyplace they move, pressuring Billy to signal an oath of obedience, and locking him at the back of a strength box in a strange position referred to as The Passing apartment. Will Charlie have the capacity to rescue Billy and discover the secret at the back of Joshua's power?
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Believe it or not, it was colder inside the dark academy than it was outside. Leaving his cape in the coatroom, Charlie went into the garden and asked as many people as he could if they knew the whereabouts of Manfred's office. Nobody knew Charlie ran indoors again. As he put on his blue cape, he slipped his fingers into his pocket. The three pages had vanished. " yelled Charlie, just as Gabriel walked in. " asked Gabriel. Charlie told him, and for the next fifteen minutes Gabriel helped Charlie search the coatroom, but the three pages were nowhere to be found.
Keeping his eyes fixed on the bones, the old man brought his wheelchair closer to the table. Ezekiel Bloor was 101 years old, but other men of that age could look considerably better preserved. Ezekiel's face was little more than a skull. His remaining teeth were cracked and blackened, and a few thin strands of white hair hung from beneath a black velvet cap. But his eyes were still full of life; black and glittering, they darted about with a savage intensity "We have enough," said the old man, indicating the other objects on the table: a suit of chain mail, a helmet, a black fur cape, and a gold cloak pin.
The old man's great-grandson, Manfred, was standing beside a trestle table in the center of the room. Manfred had grown during summer vacation, and Ezekiel felt proud that this tall young man had chosen to work with him rather than go off to college like the other seniors. Mind you, despite his height, Manfred had a skinny frame, sallow, blotchy skin, and a face that was all bones and hollows. At this moment, his face twisted into a grimace of concentration as he shuffled a pile of bones across the table in front of him.