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The sky was grey as Mum drove along the narrow road to Candlewish Witches College. The car was filled with an awkward silence, made all the louder by the noise of the autumn wind outside.
We'd bickered and argued for most of the journey. Mum had kept going on and on about university admission date cut-offs, telling me I should get started on my applications, while I told her I still wasn't sure and that I'd get to it later.
"Amelia," Mum had said. "This is a big decision. I hope you're thinking about it carefully."
After that, I'd popped my headphones and ended the conversation.
Ravens circled the famous stone towers of the college that loomed above. Nestled at the top of Zanzar's Peak, Candlewish was one of the oldest colleges at Tyrthumbria University. As a school of magic in an otherwise regular university, Candlewish was popular with tourists, even on a dreary day like this. A few people snapped selfies with the towers in the background.
It was hard to believe that magic had once been so important. Now it was regarded as an archaic and peculiar field of study, out of place in a world ruled by science and technology.
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