Chapter two, in which Irene meets the academy and its inhabitants

My name is Mr Maurice. The gatekeeper,” the khamus bowed his head slightly and easily picked up the suitcase.

He's funny, Irene thought, introducing herself as well. - Looks like an elf. But not an elf, ears of a different shape: not so sharp, slightly curved. And her hair is shorter, with bangs over her eyes. Very young, but already a gatekeeper!

“If the lady witch has finished her inspection, can we proceed to the residential building?”

- Oh, yes! Of course,” Irene thought, and grabbed the rest of her things. Bowlers and Hera. The broom went by itself....