After potions class was lunch break. I decided that before I went to meet Ethel, that I'd explore the school grounds. As I walked outside, I heard a shriek, and suddenly a cold bucket of water landed on my head. I threw it off and looked at the five girls around me. "All right! Who did that?" I screamed angrily. I looked around. All five of the girls looked nervous, but one of them was sweating. "You!" I yelled, pointing at her stupid braided hair. "Report to the staff room, NOW!" I transported there.

The staff was shocked to see me all wet. "Cynthia, what happened?" My aunt asked, as she came over to feel my damp clothes.

"That girl who did this, honestly! You should expel her!" I yelled. "I've never been more outraged in my entire life!"

"Who was it?" Miss Cackle asked.

I sensed the girl at the door and flung it open. "Her!" I said, pointing at her. Standing in the doorway was a girl with frizzy braided hair and a frightened look on her face. Everything about her was sloppy, from her hair to her clothes. My aunt had obviously dealt with her before, because she was positively fuming.

"Mildred Hubble, I'm shocked that this is how you want to get on my good side!" My aunt scolded her.

"I'm sorry, Miss Hardbroom." The girl replied meekly.

"You should be apologizing to Cynthia!"

"Sorry, Cynthia." She said to me.

"We'll see who's sorry tomorrow." I muttered.

"Now return to your dorm while Miss Cackle and I think of a proper punishment for you... and do up your bootlaces!"

"Yes, Miss." Mildred said.

I didn't want to let that go so easily, but I ended up slamming the door on her face with a doubler. "I'll kill that girl, I swear by it." I said.

"Now, now, Cynthia. You've got to remember that you can actually do that. You are much more powerful than these girls, and she will literally have no defense." Miss Cackle said. "Forgive and forget, I always say... forgive and forget." She smiled at me and I forced myself to smile back. I dried off with a snap of my fingers, and Aunt Constance said it was time to meet Ethel. I followed anxiously.

Outside of Ethel's room, I heard her talking to another girl. I knocked on the door and heard a voice and a lot of shuffling. "Just a minute! All right, come in." I stopped inside and saw a young girl sitting on her bed. I did an x-ray scan of the room and saw another girl hiding in the closet.

I started to smile and said, "Hello, Ethel. My name is Cynthia Hardbroom. I have a quick question before we begin our tour."

"Anything at all." She said, with a sort of forced sweetness.

"Do you always keep your friends locked in closets?" I asked. I sprang the door open with a doubler and saw the look on both of their faces. "You must be Drusilla Paddock." I smiled. "I guess my aunt will take care of you." I said, and left with Ethel. "So, Ethel, where is the first stop on our tour?" I asked.

"Umm... well, I guess I could introduce you to the rest of the girls." She said.

"Fantastic." I replied.

Downstairs, girls surrounded me. Ethel introduced me to many girls, and we finally got to Mildred. "I already met this one." I said. "She's a nightmare."

"You're telling me!" Ethel laughed. "I hate her as well. What did she do to you?"

"Dumped a bucket of water on my head! Which is something that she'll regret for the rest of her life." I flashed my eyes at her.

One girl stood up and spoke to me. "Don't be mean to Millie like that!" She said in a squeaky voice.

"Ooh and who might you be? Her bodyguard?" Ethel and I laughed.

"I'm Maud, her best friend." The girl replied.

"Well, Maud," Ethel started, "I wouldn't start up with Cynthia over here. She can get you onto HB's bad side!" HB was the nickname they used for my aunt.

"I'm not scared of that witch." She said, pointing to me. "She's the same age as us, after all."

"Yes, well, what level are you girls on?" I asked.

"Nine," said Maud. She was followed by a bunch of other nines.

"Six," said Mildred. She was followed by a bunch of giggles. There were three tens and one eleven.

Ethel smiled proudly and said, "Thirteen! What level are you on, Cynthia?"

I grinned. "Me? Oh I'm far too advanced for any of you..."

"What level?" A girl named Enid begged.

"Forty-seven." I said. They all sat in shock. I felt my aunt behind me. "Hello, Aunt Constance." I said without turning around.

"Hello, Cynthia, dear. Are we all getting along?" She asked everyone.

"Yes, Miss Hardbroom," they chorused.

"Cynthia," She said in a worried tone, "I need you to come with me." She said glumly.

I was worried; Aunt Constance had never acted like this before. "Of course." I said. "Sorry, Ethel... I guess we'll continue afterwards."

"Sure." She said.