A New School

As I stood outside the school, taking in the sight of the old, stone buildings and towering spires, I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and wonder.

The school looked like something out of a fairy tale, with its ancient architecture and mysterious aura. It reminded me of Hogwarts in the Harry Potter series.

Quite large for a small community if I must say, unless they accepted intakes from other communities. As a matter of fact, I think they do. I can remember Peter saying distinctively last night that the school was one of the best in the witches society, or realm. Whichever.

The walls of the buildings were weathered and worn, covered in ivy and moss that gave them a magical, otherworldly appearance. The windows were tall and narrow, like something you might see in a castle, and the doors were carved from solid wood, with intricate designs that hinted at the school's long history.