We woke up at six in the morning and headed to the main hall of Wysteria where the meetings and other important parties are held. I looked around and I saw that they were already recovering from the m******e though there are still things that can't be replaced. Lives, for example.
As we entered the hall, different witches and wizards are already there, wearing their cloaks and I could see some weredogs too, talking to each other. We continued walking until we've reached a small room and a lady who's about the same age as Des greeted us.
"Good—" Zack didn't finish his greeting when the lady's eyebrows furrowed and waved her wand in the air and suddenly, a paper hand landed on Zack's face.
It's paper but it really clapped on his face. It even left red marks. Zack was stunned and doesn't
