The Worst Witch [antikvár]

CHAPTER ONE Lv^^^lSS CACKLE'S Academy for Witches stood at the top of ISHkI a high mountain surrounded m^^m^ by a pine forest. It looked more like a prison than a school, with its gloomy grey walls and turrets. Sometimes you could see the pupils on their broomsticks flitting like bats above the playground wall, but usually the place was half hidden in mist, so that if you had glanced up at the mountain you would probably not have noticed the building was there at all. Everything about the school was dark and shadowy. There were long, narrow corridors and winding staircases - and of 7