The Copper Gauntlet
The Copper Gauntlet cover
Author Holly Black and Cassandra Clare
Illustrator Scott Fischer
Cover artist Alexandre Chaudret
Release Date September 2015[1]
Publisher Scholastic Press

Havoc, Aaron Stewart,
Callum Hunt,
Tamara Rajavi, and
Jasper deWinter

Series The Magisterium
Preceded by
The Iron Trial
Followed by
The Cosmos Blade

The Copper Gauntlet is the second book of The Magisterium series, set to be released on September 1, 2015.




Callum Hunt has returned from the Magisterium victorious. He is now a mage in his own right – a Copper Year student. He has friends; he feels at home in the winding tunnels of the mysterious magical school.

But Call hides a terrible secret.

His soul is not his own. His body a vessel for a powerful evil mage, wielder of chaos magic … murderer.

Salvation could lie in the Alkahest, a mysterious copper gauntlet.

But it is a dangerous object, with a violent history. It could destroy everything Call knows and loves …

And release the evil within him.



— Jacket copy, released by Holly Black on Tumblr


Teaser #1

Call's head hurt.

"I don't want anything bad to happen to Aaron," Call said. That was the one thing he was sure about. "I never did."

Aaron looked miserable. “Well, we're not going to get anywhere tonight,” he said. “It's late and we're all tired. Maybe if we sleep for a couple of hours, we can figure something out in the morning.”

They looked at the two beds. Each was about big enough for one adult or two kids.

"I call that one," said Jasper. He pointed at Tamara and Call. "And I call Aaron, because you're creepy and you're a girl."

"I can sleep on the floor," Aaron offered, looking at the expression on Tamara's face.

"That doesn't help anyone but Jasper," said Tamara crossly, and got onto the leftmost bed. "It's fine, Call; we'll just sleep on top of the covers. Don't worry about it."

Call thought that maybe he should offer to sleep on the floor like Aaron had, but he didn't want to. His leg already hurt and, besides, he knew for a fact that there were sometimes rats hiding in the barn.

"Okay," he said, climbing in gingerly beside her.

It was weird.

In the other bed, Jasper and Aaron were trying to share a single pillow. There was a muffled cry as someone was punched. Call pushed the pillow on his bed over to Tamara, and laid his head down on his crooked arm.

He closed his eyes, but sleep didn't come. It was uncomfortable trying to keep to one side of the bed, making sure that even his toes didn't stray over to Tamara's side. It didn't help that he kept seeing the words in the letters Master Joseph had written, painted on the backs of his eyelids.


He opened his eyes. Tamara was looking at him from a few inches away, her eyes big and dark. "Why are you so important?" she whispered.

He felt the warm gust of her breath on his cheek.

"Important?" he echoed. Jasper had started to snore.

"All those letters," she said. "From Master Joseph. I thought they'd be about Aaron. He's the Makar. But they were all about you. Call is the most important thing.”

"I mean …I guess because he's my dad," Call said, floundering. "So I'd be important to him."

"It didn't sound like that kind of important," Tamara said softly. "Call, you know, you can tell us anything, right?"

Call wasn't sure how to answer her. He was still trying to decide when Havoc began to howl.

Teaser #2 (Chapter 1)

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Teaser #3 (from Chapter 3)

"Jasper!" Call yelled, waving his hand around frantically. "Hey, Jasper!"

Jasper looked over at him and his eyes widened. He headed toward Call. He was carrying a glass of fruit punch in which chunks of real fruit floated. Call had never been so relieved to see anyone. He started reconsidering all the bad things he’d ever thought about Jasper. Jasper was a hero.

"Mr. DeWinter," said the waiter. "Do you know this boy?"

Jasper took a sip of punch, his brown eyes traveling up and down Call, from his tangled hair to his dirty sneakers.

"Never seen him before in my life," he said.

Call's positive feelings about Jasper evaporated in a whoosh. "Jasper, you liar —"

Teaser #4

THE FIRST SIGHT of the highway made Call shudder as he remembered the last time he’d crossed it, looking for Aaron. He recalled vividly the pain in his legs as he forced himself to hurry, the panic at the thought of Aaron in danger, and then the discovery that he wasn’t the person he’d always thought himself to be.

Jasper squatted and petted Havoc's head when the wolf came up to him. For a moment, he didn’t seem like such a jerk.

Then he saw Call looking and glared.

Call sat down on the ground, watching the occasional car whirr by. Tamara was typing things into her phone. He wasn’t sure if she was researching stuff for their quest or just e-mailing friends from home. Aaron frowned thoughtfully into the middle distance, the way heroes in comic books did. They could make a figurine of him looking like that.

Call wondered how Aaron would look when he found out that Call had lied to him — lied to him a lot.

Teaser #5

Call drove, with Tamara acting as copilot while Jasper and Aaron pillowed their heads on Havoc's furry back and napped. Jasper must have been pretty exhausted to deign to sleep on a Chaos-ridden animal. Hours passed like this.

"You know you can get arrested for going under the speed limit, too," said Tamara, her warm ginger ale in the cupholder beside her. She was unbraiding her hair, brushing it out as it blew around with the breeze of her open window. Tamara almost always kept her hair in braids, and Call was surprised by how long it was unbraided, black and shiny and hanging to her waist.

Call pressed his foot harder on the gas and the Morris lurched forward. As the speedometer needle started to edge up, the car began to shudder.

Teaser #6

"Let's kill him," Call said.

Havoc growled.

"Master Rufus?" Aaron looked alarmed.

"No, of course not Master Rufus! I meant Jasper," Call said. "Bury his body under a pile of rock. Who'd know?"

"Call, stop being ridiculous," said Tamara.

"Havoc could kill him," Call suggested. Havoc turned at the sound of his name, looking interested by the prospect. Although the Chaos-ridden wolf had grown over the summer, Call wasn't sure he could actually kill anyone, but he could sure take Jasper outside and chase him around the Magisterium a few times.

"And I'm supposed to be the psychopath?" Jasper grumbled.

Call wasn't sure what it meant that he'd gone full Evil Overlord on Jasper but still couldn't manage to impress him.

Aaron raised his hand. For a moment Call thought that Aaron was going to settle them down, say that Call should quit threatening Jasper and they should all just go back to their rooms. Instead, black fire sparked between Aaron's fingers, a web of darkness. "Don't make me hurt you," he said, looking right at Jasper, chaos burning in the palm of his hand. "Because I really could."




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