Ava and Betty walked to the upper floor. Different from the dead and vicissitudes of the atmosphere downstairs, this place was wrapped in trees and looked more like a paradise hidden in the house.
Bright sunshine shines in from the large glass windows, and melodious and elegant Western tunes are heard. Ava followed the sound and found a violin playing by itself in the corner.
Is it magic? Ava looked around: the kettle for watering the flowers, the rags for cleaning, the sickle for weeding...it turned out that there were many props in the attic working by themselves.
Orange-red tea was poured into the bone china cup, and a chewed pine nut scone was placed on the table.
Apparently Headmaster Gandalf was enjoying his breakfast. Ava and Betty sat down opposite Principal Gandalf.
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