14- Arabella
These peasants wanted me to be a clown. Well, I was possibly the worst clown in the history of bad clowns. I didn't actually go on stage. I sat in the back, and laughed as they panicked trying to figure out why I wasn't there.
I figured out it was a piece of rope that was keeping my powers from working, so I scuttled across the floor, and found a knife that I used to cut it off me.
Instantly, I changed the ridicules clown costume into my usual attire. Instead of leaving, I went to her cupboard and rummaged around for supplies. I wanted to cast a divination spell, to see what I should do about Rose Smith and Ginny Hatter.
I pulled out the teacup, and the oregano, then reached inside the sleeves of my cloak to find the rest of the ingredients.
-Unicorn horn dust
-Phoenix feather
-Water from the fountain of youth
-Eye of newt
-Dragon scale
I began to brew the mixture. It simmered, before the steam in the mixture began to show me.
I saw three figures walking down a path,
A powerful being rising from the earth,
A man with majestic clothing signing a document,
A girl, that looked suspiciously like me, tied to a stake,
A wrench,
And a top hat with a stake through it.
I didn't know what it meant, but I did know one thing. The powerful being rising from the earth, I was pretty sure that was my mom.
Susie-Anne was back
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