POV: Luna
The Great Hall is chaos.
Students pour in from every direction, some still in pajamas, all of them scared. The younger years are crying. Even some of the older students look terrified.
I've never seen the Academy like this.
Faculty members stand at every entrance, checking students as they arrive. Professor Thorne is at the front, barking orders.
"First years to the back! Second and third years in the middle! Fourth and fifth years, you're our first line of defense if the wards fail!"
If the wards fail.
Those words send a chill through everyone.
Nova grabs my hand as we're pushed deeper into the hall by the crowd. We end up near the back with the other first years, pressed against the stone wall.
"What's happening?" someone asks.
"Are we under attack?"
"I heard it's ro
