Like the rest of the grounds within the bounds of Sonora's weather charms, the Labyrinth Gardens had been inundated by snow on the night before midterm officially began. There was something going on inside it when the day finally dawned. The occasional loud BANG! or muffled exclamation. Bright lights lit the area several times an hour - obviously spell work was afoot.
At every entrance to the gardens there was a simple sign on each securely closed gate.
Closed for Maintainence
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