Mildred had decided not to find a way out. After all the paperwork she had found on the desk, she had a lot of reasons to believe she had been saver in this house than in this village she didn't know anything about. Instead, she decided to wander around more in the house. In a bedroom, she found a diary.
Dear diary,
A new schoolyear has started. Most students seem rubbish, like most of the students, but this year I noticed a student with long, dark hair and even so dark eyes. Constance, her name is, I believe. She seems quite quiet and lonely, but that doesn't matter. That's even good and probably also the reason she's that good. She even got passed the all seeing eye without any efforts.
Dear diary,
Constance is truly a good witch, she really has it in her blood. Her only struggle is that she wanders of so much. In a way, you can see that she tries, and I appreciate that. Maybe I've been too hard on her today, pointing out every single mistake she had made in her essay in front of her class whole class. She must have felt a horrible witch, while her essay was the best of her class. I only wanted to daydream less, diary. When I walked pass her room, I heard her cry. I should deliver a chocolate box to make her feel better, I think. Anonymously.
Dear diary,
I don't know what's wrong with that girl. Her daydreaming got less, but it also meant her way of showing her emotions dropped. She already shown so few emotions. Shakeshaft tried to convince me it was my fault, but it's not. I mean, I already said I could be a bit harsh on her, but she knows I do so with the best intensions, right, diary? She knows I only want to know the best for her. Right?
Mildred felt tears coming up in her eyes. Broomhead might seem cruel and mean at first sight, but eventually, she cared for her mother. 'She really just wanted to protect us.', Mildred thought. She confidently whipped away her tears. 'I'm going to find any information in this house about this Penelope. And then I'm going to make sure this woman won't ever be a problem again for us. Let's make mommy proud.', Mildred thought. Short after that, she let her shoulders hang. 'I just don't know how.'.
While Amelia and Nick were talking to the librarian, Constance were looking through some books. Not that they expected to find anything, it was more a sort of curiosity. 'These girls actually áre curious', Constance thought, 'Just in a way I didn't expect them to be.'. She started to feel more and more pride for the girls. In a way, it calmed her down. It meant Mildred probably would be like this as well, going to the library and trying out new things. Just out of curiosity. "Constance?", Broomhead her voice said from behind her, almost sounding scared. "Mildred is safe, she really is. I locked all the doors and closed all the windows. I even put a spell on my house so that your grandmother would just walk pass my house as if she thought it wouldn't be my house. She's not going to in.", she said, trying to calm her a bit. "Yes, of course.", Constance answered with an icy voice. "You only forgot she might be able to materialise into the house." "She can't. As far as I know, she doesn't know it exist, and we are the only two witches who know how to control it.", Broomhead said, looking down at her feet. "That might be true indeed", Amelia said. "I once read an article written by the Witches Guild about it. You were the one who discovered this part of magic, right, weren't you?", she said, looking at Broomhead. Broomhead nodded. "I only thought you to do it, because I thought you were the only one capable of doing it. Unless you taught others how to do it, we're the only ones capable of doing it.", she said. "I might have given you the impression that I thought you were horrible and you couldn't ever make it, but I never actually thought that way. I also might have given you the idea I hated you, but I don't hate you as well. It was kinda my wrong way of showing you I cared.". "Yes, of course you did.", Constance answered with just an icy voice as before. "What did the librarian say?" "He heard rumours Penelope is back. People have seen a lady completely in dark purple clothing, even covering her face. Since Penelope used to wear a lot of dark purple clothing, they all assume it's her.", Amelia answered. Drusilla jumped up. "I saw someone like that! I just came back from the toilet and I looked out the window for a moment and I saw her walk in the direction you came from!", she said, looking at Broomhead.
They all started rushing to Broomhead her house. "I know you were in it, I know you planned on killing her so that you would take her away from me!", Constance cried. "No! No, Constance, please, believe me, it wasn't me! Else I wouldn't have taken the efforts to find that woman, would I?", Broomhead answered desperately. "Pleas, believe me!". "No!".
"You better do.", another icy voice from behind said. When everyone turned around, they saw a lady with dark brown hair and dark brown eyes in a dark purple dress with a dark purple hat. "Nick…", Constance said while desperately looking around the street. "Where's Nick?" "Up there.", the woman said without any emotions. Nick was there, in the air, paralysed. "Penelope…", Broomhead said, breathless. "You don't mind me having cast a spell on this wonderful man, now, do you, Constance? You all will do exactly as I say, or I kill him. Just as simple as casting a spell on him without anyone noticing. Everyone was too busy with yóú're fight…"
Mildred still didn't have a plan. She was walking rounds in the room, almost panicking, because she had to find something, but she couldn't. 'I can't do this. I can't find an so...' "DADDY!", she yelled out when she looked out the window while walking the rounds in the room. Seeing her father in the air paralysed, made her panic even more. "They have mommy, if mommy let this happen, how can I be able of fighting Penelope!", she almost cried. "Think Mildred, think!". Thinking about it made her panic even more. "I can't do this!", she cried to herself while she sat down on a couch with her face in her hands. Then she remembered her conversation with her mother, while reviewing the materials for her potions exam.
"Well done, Mildred. I think you'll pass this test, if you continue to work like this.", mommy said. "You think?", Mildred said nervously. Mommy sighted. That girl is so unsecure, she thought. "Yes, unless you continue to be this insecure.".
Mildred sat up straight again. Her eyes started to shine again and she started to smile again. "Of course I can! I just have to be less insecure! We were reviewing a potions test back then – there must be a cauldron in here!", she said.