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 my all my efforts. Almost like it mocked me, telling me, “do all you want, buddy, you and I are it forever”. “I will never be rid of this cursed object." I let out in frustration. George, without looking at me, 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, i
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