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Chapter 57: Trial Two - Part Three

"Inside you'll find the Eye.. This will conjure a person for you to face, Someone you must get the approval off before you'll be allowed out.. We wish you the best of luck, Witch." Mildred read the Card attached to the door, unlike all the others that needed a Spell, this one simply wanted her to enter and talk to someone.. Seems simple enough!

Mildred wandered in, looking at the Red gem on the floor before her. The room wasn't big by any means, just four short walls, and two single doors.. And this one gem, ofcourse. The Gem in question began glowing before a person appeared before Mildred, it was Miss Cackle.. That shifted into Hecate, then her mom, Juile. Before shifting into someone else and settling..

Mildred wasn't sure who it was, The Person had there back to her, and a long black cape trailing down to the floor. They turned around slowly, revealing their almost vampire-like style, with frilly button down, black cape and black slacks.

Mildred didn't know what to say, and then ended up blurting out "Who are you?"

The man scoffed, "One does not simply ask a Wizard who they are.." He pulled on his cape in an awkward manner. "But if you must know, Little Witch.." There was something about the way he spoke that seemed so familiar.. "I am Isaac Hector Hardbroom.." Ofcourse.. How could Mildred be so dense! His Piercing brown eyes.. The Similarity in nose shape, although his looked more pointed to Mildred.. The way he was pursing his lips into a thin judgy line.. "And -Who- Are you…?" He'd unknowingly repeated the same words Hecate had spoken to Mildred all those years ago.

"I-I'm Mildred.. Mildred Hardbroom.." It still sounded odd to Mildred's ears, to refer to herself as a Hardbroom.. "Hecate's my guardian.."

A Wide, cheeky smile came over the man, practically making his entire face light up. "You mean it? Your.. Shes.." He seemed stunned as he spoke.

Mildred nodded. "She's.. A lot like a Mum to me.." Mildred admitted with a shug and some shininess.

"Well.. Mildred.." Isaac held out his hand to Mildred, a hand witch she took and shook with great strength. He felt so real to touch. "It is an absolute honour to meet you.." It seemed like a thought crossed over his mind before he spoke again, his mood dimming. "How is she..?"

"She's doing well. She's deputy Head and Potions teacher at Miss Cackles.." Mildred admitted. "Shes.. Engaged to Pippa too.."

"Pippa? As in.. Pippa Pentangle..?" Isaac looked as if he was a teenage girl learning some juicy gossip at that moment. "I knew it!" He looked at Mildred, his eyes widening in true hardbroom fashion before he coughed slightly. "I mean.. I had my suspicions.. And what of you..?"

Mildred shrugged once more. "I'm going for head girl.. Though I'm not sure if I'll make it that far, I thought I'd at least try.."

Isaac shook his head, "I'm going to tell you something my father used to say to us.." he pointed a finger at Mildred. "Don't do something just because you can.. Do something because you know you can.." His words made her pause. "You're a Hardbroom now.. We're known to attract success.."

"You.. You think I could become head girl..?" Mildred asked him with a wide smile of her own.

"No.. I Know you will become Head girl." Isaac held out his arms, allowing her to hug him, holding on for dear life, knowing this would be the last time they'd ever have the pleasure of meeting. "You aim for the stars, Squirt.." As he spoke, his voice faded as did his body.

The door opposite Mildred opened, and she was left alone once more.. With nothing but the memory of this kind, and warm man.. It's nice to know she got to meet him at least once.. That was nice.

She suddenly remembered it was a contest, and legged it out. She ran to the finish line, where she was welcomed by Miss Drill. "Congratulations, Mildred.. You're Fourth."

Fourth? That means she wasn't last! "I'll move onto the next round?" Miss Drill nodded at her. Maybe she really would make Head girl.. No.. Mildred Really -Would- Make it to head girl. No Maybes about it..

"Yes, Mildred.. Go on, you've got some free time before Dinner… Good job." Miss Drill tapped her on the shoulder, sending her off, on her day..

Mildred felt so very overwhelmed.. Meeting your dead uncle wasn't something that happens everyday. There was only one person she wanted to speak to about it.. She looked up at the stands, Hecate sat between Miss Cackle and Pippa.

Mildred slowly climbed up to the teachers' rows. "Good job, Tadpole! I knew you could do it!" Mr Rowan-Webb called out.

"Yes, Mildred, who knew you could do Latin.." Miss Cackle gave her a pointed look that was quite proud.

"Thanks.. It's been hard but.. I'm getting there.." That's when she turned to Hecate. "Could we talk..? Please…?" Hecate stood slowly, nodding at her.

"Of Course.. Do Excuse me, Headmistress." Hecate addressed Miss Cackle before waving her hand, transferring Herself and Mildred to the Apartment. Hecate finally took in Mildred in her whole, in a direct but soft tone she asked. "How was it..?"

Mildred smiled at her. "Good.. I'm Going to be head girl. Not just because I can.. But because I know I can.." Mildred spoke with certainty and clarity that she'd not felt around this test so far. "After all, I'm a Hardbroom.. And we attract success.." She repeated Isaacs earlier words.

Hecate's eyes widened as she spoke, utter shock with a mixture of fear crossed her face. "Mildred.. Who did you speak to..?" Her voice sounded small, like she didnt want the answer, but she needed it nonetheless..

"I spoke to Isaac.." Mildred couldn't help but smile, despite Hecate looking as if she might pass out! "He was really encouraging and nice.. I think he's proud of you.." Mildred added in, seeing how happy he'd been over her and Pippa..

Hecate nodded slightly, not daring herself to speak on that matter. "Did he.. Have anything else to add..?" she settled for instead.

Mildred shook her head. "He said.. 'Aim for the stars, squirt..'" She let out a small gasp as she was suddenly pulled forward into a hug. It was sudden, but it was warm. It expressed emotions Hecate could never articulate.. It Held love, and worth, it said thank you.. It was an embrace that solidified Mildreds place in that house.. It was everything to her.

Good Job to Curlywitch14 on AO3 for guessing who Mildred would be talking to! I really hoped i'd throw you for a loop!