28. More hope

LUCAS

It was another day spent working hard, trying the spell Mrs Haughter gave me over and over again. I had tried it hundreds of times, I had even begun to feel the magic in me more than I usually did. Still, the bond bracelet was hung on my wrist, unmoved by all my efforts. Almost as though it mocked me, telling me, “do all you want, buddy, you and I are in this forever”.

“I will never be rid of this cursed object." I let out in frustration.

George, without looking at me and said, “With this attitude, you definitely won't be rid of it."

He continued flipping the pages of one of my mother's spell book, while I read the one Mrs Haughter gave me.

“You know I'm trying, it's really not easy at all" I threw the book on my laps in anger. “Just how powerful is my mother!”

“You don't stop when you are tired or frustrated, you stop when you are victorious,“ he said.

“You saw read that somewhere, didn't you?”

“Doesn't matter.”

“George, believe me when I say I understand, but this is beginn