A witch is not a witch, a magician is not a magician: unique! From this news all I could do was laugh nervously and twirl my finger at my temple. But it turned out that I’m also a Walker! Walker... along parallels. Moreover, it suddenly turned out that all this time my mother was hiding me from someone because I was in danger... But can any kind of danger scare a witch? Yes, I'm afraid of myself now! So hold on, parallelism! The witch goes to study at the academy!