Chapter Eleven: Stroll Through Ravenhurst
As we stepped out of Witches' Block, the warm sunlight and lively sounds of the courtyard enveloped us. We walked along the cobblestone path, passing by classroom windows that were open to let in the fresh air. We caught snippets of lectures, the clang of swords, and the murmur of students' conversations. The atmosphere was vibrant and energetic, filled with the excitement of learning.
We entered the main building, and our footsteps matched as we walked down the long hallway. We passed by the dining hall, where the delicious smells of roasting meats and freshly baked bread wafted out, making my stomach growl with hunger. The room was filled with students laughing and chatting over breakfast.
As we approached the main door, I caught a glimpse of
