We are now in the hall, and Mr Bush holds a meeting, discussing about this matter and asking questions to all of his students. She asks me first, " Sage, my child, Are u ok? " " yes, I am." I answers. With a tense faces he tells, " That's a relief to hear that child. "

Then his eyes go back to his other pupils, and this time his face is serious, he asks, " tell me, how many of u are witches here? All the witches please...