Witch Academy the new comers

Paris and Dove stepped off the magical bus, their eyes wide with wonder and apprehension. Paris, feeling a mix of dread and curiosity, glanced at Dove, who radiated excitement. The towering gates of Witch Academy loomed before them, ancient and welcoming. Inside, students of all ages buzzed with energy, preparing for the new term. The headmaster, a wise and elderly woman with striking long red hair, greeted them warmly. 'Welcome to Witch Academy,' she said, her voice echoing with magic. Paris felt a stir of excitement, despite her reservations. Dove, on the other hand, could barely contain his joy.