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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