A groan escaped Petal's lips as she stomped back into the house, her irritation reaching its limit.
She didn't know Harry particularly well, but she knew enough to know just how much of a pest he could be. And of all the days to remind her of that, he had chosen today. The one day she desperately needed peace and absolute silence.
To make matters worse, he was still outside, yelling at the top of his lungs.
Each shout only fueled her anger.
Unfortunately, her frustration was nothing compared to that of the lead witch.
The moment Petal stepped back into the living room, she was met with the woman's unmistakable frown.
“What is going on?” the witch demanded, her voice sharp enough to silence the room. “What is all that noise? Who is causing such a disturbance? Do you not realize I am i
