The Amulet of Samarkand (Bartimaeus Trilogy (Pb)) by Jonathan Stroud
By Jonathan Stroud
While the 5000-year-old djinni Bartimaeus is summoned through Nathaniel, a tender magician's apprentice, he expects to need to do not anything extra taxing than a bit levitation or a couple of easy illusions. yet Nathaniel is a precocious expertise and has whatever far more harmful in brain: revenge. opposed to his will, Bartimaeus is packed off to scouse borrow the robust Amulet of Samarkand from Simon Lovelace, a grasp magician of unrivalled ruthlessness and ambition. ahead of lengthy, either djinni and apprentice are stuck up in a terrifying flood of magical intrigue, homicide and uprising.
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Enough said. Third, I'd forgotten the limitations of material bodies. I had an itch just above my beak, and kept futilely trying to scratch it with a wing. Fourth, that kid. I had a lot of questions about him. Who was he? Why did he have a death wish? How would I get even with him before he died for subjecting me to this assignment? News travels fast, and I was bound to take some abuse for scurrying around on behalf of a scrap like him. Fifth... the Amulet. By all accounts it was a potent charm.
It was wide and cold, and had a floor of black-and-white tiles. Bright green ferns grew from gigantic ceramic pots. I circled the chandelier, listening. It was very quiet. The only sounds came from a distant kitchen, and they were innocent enough—just the banging of pots and plates and several loud belches, presumably emanating from the cook. I debated sending out a discreet magical pulse to see if I could detect the whereabouts of the magician's artifacts, but decided that it was far too risky.
He raised his hands to protect himself, dashing the spectacles from his nose. Blindly he rolled over onto his face and curled himself up into a ball, smothered by the terrible noise of wings and scales and small sharp claws on top, around, beside him. The boy was still there twenty minutes later, when his master came to fetch him and dismiss the company of imps. He was carried to his room. For a day and a night he did not eat. For a further week he remained mute and unresponsive, but at length he regained his speech and was able to resume his studies.