“She didn’t know what you called a lot of wizards. An order of wizards? A conspiracy? A circle? Whatever it was, it filled the University. Wizards strolled among the cloisters and sat on benches under the trees. Young wizards scuttled along pathways as bells rang, with their arms full of books or–in the case of senior students–with their books flapping through the air after them.”
— Terry Pratchett, Equal Rites
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