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The magician / Michael Scott.

By: Scott, Michael, 1959-.
Material type: materialTypeLabelBookSeries: Scott, Michael, Secrets of the immortal Nicholas Flamel: 2.Publisher: London : Corgi Children's, 2009Description: 464 pages ; 20 cm.Content type: text Media type: unmediated Carrier type: volumeISBN: 9780552557238 (pbk.); 0552557234 (pbk.).Subject(s): Machiavelli, Niccolò, 1469-1527 -- Juvenile fiction | Flamel, Nicolas, -1418 -- Juvenile fiction | Dee, John, 1527-1608 -- Juvenile fiction | Alchemists -- Juvenile fiction | Immortality -- Juvenile fiction | Magic -- Juvenile fiction | Supernatural -- Juvenile fiction | Brothers and sisters -- Juvenile fiction | Twins -- Juvenile fiction | California -- Juvenile fiction | Paris (France) -- Juvenile fictionGenre/Form: Fantasy fiction. | Young adult fiction. | Teen fiction.DDC classification: Young Adult Subject: In the hands of Dr. John Dee and the Dark Elders, the Book of Abraham the Mage could mean the destruction of the world. This powerful book holds the secret to eternal life - a secret more dangerous than any one man should ever hold. And Dee is two pages away from the knowledge that would bring Dark Elders into power.
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Ashes to ashes . . .
California: The book of Abraham the Mage holds the secret of eternal life - a secret more dangerous than any one man should possess. Dr. John Dee is two pages away from the knowledge that would bring the Dark Elders into ultimate power - and could mean the destruction of the world as we know it.
Two people stand in his way: Josh and Sophie Newman.
Paris : Time is running out for Nicholas Flamel and his wife Perenelle. Every day they spend without the book, they age one year: their magic becomes weaker and their bodies more frail. Niccolo Machiavelli, immortal author and celebrated art collector, works for Dee and is in hot pursuit of them - Flamel knows there's no time to lose and Sophie must learn about Fire Magic...
Josh and Sophie are the world's only hope. If they don't turn on each other first.

Originally published: London: Doubleday, 2008.

In the hands of Dr. John Dee and the Dark Elders, the Book of Abraham the Mage could mean the destruction of the world. This powerful book holds the secret to eternal life - a secret more dangerous than any one man should ever hold. And Dee is two pages away from the knowledge that would bring Dark Elders into power.

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CHAPTER ONE The charity auction hadn't started until well after midnight, when the gala dinner had ended. It was almost four in the morning and the auction was only now drawing to a close. A digital display behind the celebrity auctioneer--an actor who had played James Bond on-screen for many years--showed the running total at more than one million euro. "Lot number two hundred and ten: a pair of early- nineteenth-century Japanese Kabuki masks." A ripple of excitement ran through the crowded room. Inlaid with chips of solid jade, the Kabuki masks were the highlight of the auction and were expected to fetch in excess of half a million euro. At the back of the room the tall, thin man with the fuzz of close-cropped snow white hair was prepared to pay twice that. Niccolò Machiavelli stood apart from the rest of the crowd, arms lightly folded across his chest, careful not to wrinkle his Savile Row-tailored black silk tuxedo. Stone gray eyes swept over the other bidders, analyzing and assessing them. There were really only five others he needed to look out for: two private collectors like himself, a minor European royal, a once-famous American movie actor and a Canadian antiques dealer. The remainder of the audience were tired, had spent their budget or were unwilling to bid on the vaguely disturbing-looking masks. Machiavelli loved all types of masks. He had been collecting them for a very long time, and he wanted this particular pair to complete his collection of Japanese theater costumes. These masks had last come up for sale in 1898 in Vienna, and he had then been outbid by a Romanov prince. Machiavelli had patiently bided his time; the masks would come back on the market again when the Prince and his descendents died. Machiavelli knew he would still be around to buy them; it was one of the many advantages of being immortal. "Shall we start the bidding at one hundred thousand euro?" Machiavelli looked up, caught the auctioneer's attention and nodded. The auctioneer had been expecting his bid and nodded in return. "I am bid one hundred thousand euro by Monsieur Machiavelli. Always one of this charity's most generous supporters and sponsors." A smattering of applause ran around the room, and several people turned to look at him and raise their glasses. Niccolò acknowledged them with a polite smile. "Do I have one hundred and ten?" the auctioneer asked. One of the private collectors raised his hand slightly. "One-twenty?" The auctioneer looked back to Machiavelli, who immediately nodded. Within the next three minutes, a flurry of bids brought the price up to two hundred and fifty thousand euro. There were only three serious bidders left: Machiavelli, the American actor and the Canadian. Machiavelli's thin lips twisted into a rare smile; his patience was about to be rewarded, and finally the masks would be his. Then the smile faded as he felt the cell phone in his back pocket buzz silently. For an instant he was tempted to ignore it; he'd given his staff strict instructions that he was not to be disturbed unless it was absolutely critical. He also knew they were so terrified of him that they would not phone unless it was an emergency. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the ultraslim phone and glanced down. A picture of a sword pulsed gently on the large LCD screen. Machiavelli's smile vanished. In that second he knew he was not going to be able to buy the Kabuki masks this century. Turning on his heel, he strode out of the room and pressed the phone to his ear. Behind him, he could hear the auctioneer's hammer hit the lectern "Sold. For two hundred and sixty thousand euro . . ." "I'm here," Machiavelli said, reverting to the Italian of his youth. The line crackled and an English-accented voice responded in the same language, using a dialect that had not been heard in Europe for more than four hundred years. "I need your help." The man on the other end of the line didn't identify himself, nor did he need to; Machiavelli knew it was the immortal magician and necromancer Dr. John Dee, one of the most powerful and dangerous men in the world. Niccolò Machiavelli strode out of the small hotel into the broad cobbled square of the Place du Tertre and stopped to breathe in the chill night air. "What can I do for you?" he asked cautiously. He detested Dee and knew the feeling was mutual, but they both served the Dark Elders, and that meant they had been forced to work together down through the centuries. Machiavelli was also slightly envious that Dee was younger than he--and looked it. Machiavelli had been born in Florence in 1469, which made him fifty-eight years older than the English Magician. History recorded that he had died in the same year that Dee had been born, 1527. "Flamel is back in Paris." Machiavelli straightened. "When?" "Just now. He got there through a leygate. I've no idea where it comes out. He's got Scathach with him. . . ." Machiavelli's lips curled into an ugly grimace. The last time he'd encountered the Warrior, she'd pushed him through a door. It had been closed at the time, and he'd spent weeks picking splinters from his chest and shoulders. "There are two humani children with him. Americans," Dee said, his voice echoing and fading on the transatlantic line. "Twins," he added. "Say again?" Machiavelli asked. "Twins," Dee added, "with pure gold and silver auras. You know what that means," he snapped. "Yes," Machiavelli muttered. It meant trouble. Then the tiniest of smiles curled his thin lips. It could also mean opportunity. Static crackled and then Dee's voice continued. "The girl's powers were Awakened by Hekate before the Goddess and her Shadowrealm were destroyed." "Untrained, the girl is no threat," Machiavelli murmured, quickly assessing the situation. He took a breath and added, "Except perhaps to herself and those around her." "Flamel took the girl to Ojai. There, the Witch of Endor instructed her in the Magic of Air." "No doubt you tried to stop them?" There was a hint of amusement in Machiavelli's voice. "Tried. And failed," Dee admitted bitterly. "The girl has some knowledge but is without skill." "What do you want me to do?" Machiavelli asked carefully, although he already had a very good idea. "Find Flamel and the twins," Dee demanded. "Capture them. Kill Scathach if you can. I'm just leaving Ojai. But it's going to take me fourteen or fifteen hours to get to Paris." "What happened to the leygate?" Machiavelli wondered aloud. If a leygate connected Ojai and Paris, then why didn't Dee . . . ? "Destroyed by the Witch of Endor," Dee raged, "and she nearly killed me, too. I was lucky to escape with a few cuts and scratches," he added, and then ended the call without saying good-bye. Niccolò Machiavelli closed his phone carefully and tapped it against his bottom lip. Somehow he doubted that Dee had been lucky--if the Witch of Endor had wanted him dead, then even the legendary Dr. Dee would not have escaped. Machiavelli turned and walked across the square to where his driver was patiently waiting with the car. If Flamel, Scathach and the American twins had come to Paris via a leygate, then there were only a few places in the city where they could have emerged. It should be relatively easy to find and capture them. And if he could capture them tonight, then he would have plenty of time to work on them before Dee arrived. Machiavelli smiled; he'd only need a few hours, and in that time they would tell him everything they knew. Half a millennium on this earth had taught him how to be very persuasive indeed. From the Hardcover edition. Excerpted from The Magician by Michael Scott All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.

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School Library Journal Review

Gr 6-9-Michael Scott's tense sequel (Delacorte, 2008) to The Alchemyst (Delacorte, 2007) finds teen twins, Sophi and Josh, once again on the run from Dr. John Dee and the Dark Elders who are trying to obtain the book of Abraham the Mage--an item of incredible power that would allow the Dark Elders to enslave humankind and destroy the world. With most of the book in their possession, the dark servants are desperate to obtain the all-important final two pages of text. In the midst of the breathless chase, Sophi is learning to use and control her new-found powers and Josh is envious that Sophi's powers have been awakened. Josh also has his doubts about their supposed ally, Nicholas Flamel, leading him to question who the bad guys really are. The conclusion will leave listeners anxious for the next installment. Erik Singer does a laudable job giving voice to a wide range of characters, convincingly portraying everything from two modern American teenagers to ancient Italians who switch between archaic and contemporary speech. Even the language of a variety of mythical monsters comes across as authentic. Singer keeps up the pace and tension of this edgy ride perfectly, creating a wonderful listening experience.-Deanna Romriell, Salt Lake City Public Library, UT (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

Booklist Review

The Alchemyst (2007), the first book in The Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel series,  introduced a wide-ranging group of historical figures who have achieved immortality and are engaged in a present-day struggle for the fate of the world. This second entry picks up exactly where the first left off. Allied with the legendary Nicholas Flamel  on the good side are teenage twins Sophie and Josh, who are supremely gifted but with powers that are untrained. Countering them is a new archvillain, Niccolò Machiavelli, who, along with other figures from history and legend (Joan of Arc, a trio of Valkyries), swells the already impressive cast. Plundering every imaginable culture of their heroes and heroines is a clever feat, sure to draw all manner of historically and mythologically minded readers. One weakness starts to show through, however. In a six-book series such as this, each installment begins to feel like a lengthy, glorified chapter rather than its own book complete with a satisfying story arc and resolution. That said, this keeps the pace as an exciting and impeccably thought-out fantasy, well suited for those left in the lurch by Harry Potter's recent exeunt.--Chipman, Ian Copyright 2008 Booklist

Horn Book Review

The magic book stolen in The Alchemyst is still missing, and time is running out. Teenage twins Sophie and Josh, on the run in Paris, train under a magician rock-star in order to learn to control their powers and help retrieve the book. The story's many point-of-view shifts can be difficult to follow, but the battle scenes, incorporating magic, are exciting. (c) Copyright 2010. The Horn Book, Inc., a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted. All rights reserved.

Kirkus Book Review

The headlong magical adventure begun in The Alchemyst (2007) shifts from California to Paris. There the gifted but untrained twins Josh and Sophie meet a further array of immortal friends and foes--"human, inhuman, and abhuman"--from history and legend, including but not limited to Joan of Arc, Niccolo Machiavelli, valkyries, the giant reptilian Nidhogg and all of the gargoyles and grotesques of Notre Dame brought to life. Though Scott's efforts to blur the line between Bad Guys and Good seem occasionally labored (particularly Josh's stubborn suspicions about Flamel's motives in the face of continual evidence to the contrary), readers will be swept up by a plot that moves smartly along, leaving a wide trail of destruction and well-timed revelations. Uncharacteristic in a middle volume, things are looking up at the end for the twins: Sophie has learned Fire Magic, Josh's powers are Awakened at last (though at an ominously unspecified price) and back in California Flamel's brilliant wife Pernelle has escaped imprisonment. Stay tuned. (Fantasy. 11-13) Copyright ©Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.