Seraphine felt like she had been waiting for a century! The Headmaster had not finished making up his mind.
The air became thick with curiosity and murmurs. She could sense someone was making a bet further down the crowd. From the corner of her eyes, she saw all the people started to scoff at her. They did not think the Headmaster would take her.
"Is she crazy?" a man who stood near the podium said. He sneered at Seraphine like she was a thorn in his eyes.
"And dark magic! Isn't that a sin?" another said.
"There's no mention of it being a sin... but it's the Villainess."
"I heard she killed three guards in one night with that thing, how can we trust her to guard Voltaire?"
Three guards in one night? Seraphine tilted her head slightly, wanting to hear more of that. She believed it
