~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. 7. Confundus ‘’Confundus!’’
Rachel whispered the word from afar, her wand discreetly pointed at the man who was about to reap one of the rare pieces of flora out of the jungle. She put her wand away as she took a glance at her aunt.
Regina Watson, concealed by shrubs like Rachel was, was smirking. “Yes, Aunt Regina?’’ “I knew you could channel me.’’ “He was going to take that plant and sell it. I couldn’t allow that. Look. The charm worked! He’s… singing to that monkey.’’ Rachel giggled.
Still Regina smirked. “Well done, Rachel. I am very proud of you. This is exactly what I’d have done.’’
“I know, Auntie. I learnt from you.’’
“Don’t call me Aunt or Auntie. It makes me feel old!’’
“Yes, Auntie.’’ |