"I don't know why, but I feel like I haven't seen you before even when your record here says you have been here in the Silver Tower for quite some years now," said the senior warlock who guards the door toward the dormitory for the apprentice warlocks. His plump cheeks and round nose were red as his big round eyes were pinned on the young boy with glasses. The senior warlock looked beside him and cleared his throat.
A little girl, whose small face could be hidden by her big pointed hat, looked up from her scribbling frenzy. She cocked her head and looked straight at the senior warlock. "Do you want another round of tea?"