CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE

Francis instantly brought out his wand and whispered a spell. 

The very instant he did, with a great force, the sword flew out of Sarah's hand and fell a few metres from her with a noisy clang that continued for a few seconds before it was followed by a silence that was so tense, it could be sliced through with a pocket knife.

Sarah looked up, from Harold's body with a look of ‘who dares come against my will?’ and her gaze landed on Francis and Professor Ericson.

She smiled as she watched the both of them come out of the darkness that sheathed where they were, into the limelight like prisoners about to face a verdict. Dr. Giovanni stood beside her just like he always had, with a terrifying scowl that became even worse when he saw who they were that had disturbed their session.

“With all the resistance they,” Sarah looked at the other students then back at professor Ericson and Francis, “offered, I didn't expect