Chapter X

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"So, the train is actually a ghost," Esma asked her teacher as they were closing in on the academy. She got curious because noticed the same people in the same places in the wagons. How come, she was the only one to see it? Both of them had a tough morning under the interrogation of her grandmother who was just don't ready for the girl to leave. They decided on weekly visits.

"You regular people are so easy to impress..." the teacher rubbed his forehead in disbelief and then put his hands back to his pockets, walking confidently and making huge steps. "People can see it but can't possibly get on that train."

"I had no idea something like that exists." Esma kept being the surprised self and had to run to keep up with him. "Mister Hubert, do you really think, I could learn magic?"

"It was mostly a shot in the air, honestly." The teacher sighed but didn't even glance at the girl. "I hope, you realize, everything I said was truthful?" He then asked very seriously, staring ahead of himself.

"I know." The girl nodded and then suddenly shrugged, remembering about the part with killing her if anything goes against his perfect plan.

"We are just in time for the lineup." They both entered the academy grounds and the teacher headed to his other student, who greeted him with a slight nod.

"Lineup? Like in kindergarten?" The girl followed him too but decided to ask anyway. It looked hilarious to the girl because she knew, some of the students are older than her and that uniform made them look completely childish.

"Hurry up and listen carefully." The teacher nodded and then pointed at the older man standing in front of the main entrance and was giving students a speech. They were lined up behind the teachers, according to the year. Esma noticed Ruth who gave her a sincere smile and a little wave and the girl immediately felt better.

"Let's have an efficient week of training. Hopefully, our school will once again be able to get a win over the Streamwill Academy..." The Dean was trying really hard to impress the students but most of them stood there completely unbothered until heard the familiar name.

"Streamwillses are coming again this year?" She heard the mumbling from miss Relish's group. It was the tall boy with bangs, standing right behind Ruth.

"They are mean as hell." Then his sister spoke up and shook her head in disbelief.

"Fortressmain academy was the winner of last year's annual rally. Show them what you learned this year, too." Mister Hoover raised his fist in the air but didn't get any reaction back. The older woman beside him covered her mouth with a palm and giggled quietly.

"When are those?" Esma then referred to the boy in front of her but got completely ignored. The girl frowned and then pulled Mister Hubert by the sleeve a bit and asked the same question.

"The next Saturday." He answered her calmly and the girl let go of him, unsure of how to deal with that information. She'd just got into the school and now would witness the real-life wizarding rally. She still wasn't sure if that was the correct way to call them. "Sorcerers" maybe?

"Of course, the newcomers will also take part. Unfortunately, the other academy has only two new students and we have three. The teachers had to decide the duo that will be participating." The Dean's sudden words put her back to reality as she was one of the three 1st years.

"We did decide that." Mister Hubert suddenly took a step to the front and nodded respectfully to the older man. "Heth and Esma." He then stated and smiled sincerely.

"Esma?" That seemed to surprise the Dean as well as everyone on the grounds. She'd just joined how that was possible?"

"What?" The most surprised one was actually Mike. He took a disgusted glance at the girl making her want to go down the drain that precise instant.

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