Sirius and Xander stood before the tall iron gates, staring at the massive structure beyond with wide eyes and mouths agape.
Silver Crest Academy.
This was the elite weaver academy Aurelia was currently attending , and where her father had deemed it to enroll them into as well. The academy could only be described as dreamlike. Its grandeur was nothing short of awe-inspiring, with towering buildings that seemed to touch the sky and vast courtyards that stretched endlessly. From the gates, they could see students, all dressed in immaculate uniforms, walking along the pathways with an air of purpose and pride. Each one of them seemed to come from influential families, their heads held high, carrying an aura of prestige and power.
Sirius couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and apprehension. Was he really ready for this? Would he be able to keep up with these elite students?
