Chapter Twenty Five: The End of Hecketty Broomhead
Author's Note: A big thank you to Witchpearl for her idea of exactly how to end Hecketty's life. I wasn't sure how to di it so she and I brainstormed plausible ideas together. Thank you!
Later that day, Constance had decided that she'd done enough moping around so she got up with Star. Mildred was still very sick and Constance was worried about her. She was still afraid Millie could have another seizure because of Mistress Broomhead. At the mere thought of that vile woman, Constance sensed that far away, someone very powerful was going to die. But who was it? And why did she of all people sense this?
She walked down the corridor, puzzled by what she had felt. She went to find Amelia and her mother. Maybe they would know. Samantha and Miss Cackle were in the Staffroom.
"Excuse me, Headmistress, Mother. I am sorry if I am interrupting something but I have this strange sensation that a powerful witch far away from us will die soon." She said.
Samantha looked up. "I have the same sensation. That can only mean one thing. But we have to see Mildred to be sure."
"You don't mean that it could be...Mistress Broomhead?" Constance asked, shocked.
"When a powerful witch dies, those in their bloodline can feel it. When Persephone was killed, I sensed it and so did Millie from what she told me. Did you feel it as well?" Samantha inquired.
"Now that you mention it, I did." Constance affirmed.
Samantha's expression darkened. "We must go to Mildred now." She said. "There isn't a moment to waste."
The three of them went to Mildred's dormitory.
Mildred was flat on her back, wide-eyed and perspiring. She too sensed a certain person's impending doom. She began to shake and blink rapidly as her body began to convulse in the worst seizure of her life. Moving quickly, Samantha slipped an Ativan tablet under Millie's tongue as she began to time it.
Constance rolled Mil onto her side to prevent choking.
"There is only one explanation. Mistress Broomhead is about to die and Millie can sense it." She said.
Meanwhile, Hecketty Broomhead's magic had just been drained from her as further punishment for the things she had done. A shadowy figure loomed over her.
"Hecketty Helen Broomhead, for your vile actions towards your family, you will die. You have been sentenced to death as you are now sensing." It spoke.
"You have stripped me of my magic and now I am going to die?" Mistress Broomhead asked.
"Yes, no witch, not even Agatha Cackle has tortured her own family they way you have. Consider this just punishment for the vile deeds you have done. A witch or wizard must never harm their family. And you have broken the one rule. There is no hope for you now. Nothing you do or say can save you." The figure replied.
"Samantha...Constance...Mildred...I'm sorry!" Hecketty cried out as a fatal spell was blasted towards her heart. As it hit her, her body seemed to recoil back and arch as it received the full blow. She fell back against the stone floor and lay still. The blackened heart within her ceased beating, and through the figure's magic, her body disintegrated to dust and was no more.
As soon as the punishment was delivered, the figure left, never to be heard from again, unless needed. Call them the executioner of sorts
Back at the Academy, Mildred finally stopped seizing, but because this was the worst one yet, it was unsure if she would make a full recovery. Paramedics had come and were astonished to see her come out of the seizure as she had done before. Her eyes were opened halfway and her lips slightly parted. It was over. They were all finally free.
Constance sensed her old nemesis was no more and was happy that her little girl would never meet that cruel woman. Star was safe. The hold Mistress Broomhead had on all of them was broken.