Once we landed on the other end of the wall, Senior Oliver squatted so that I could hop down.
Gratefully, I climbed down his back, mumbling a "Thanks for your help and time," continuously.
We were out of the school walls but it takes a bit of a walk to arrive at the Magical Society away from the school since the school's landscape is a sparse one.
Since the magical dimension was a duplicate of the other dimension where we all came from, I wondered just what had been demolished to acquire spaces for the construction of the magical schools. The magical schools were a mesmerizing fusion of modernity and magic, a place that clearly defied explanation.
