Chapter Forty-SevenPatrick drove slowly up the winding drive towards Hammett Hall Manor and took the time to appreciate the grandeur of the building as a way of distracting his mind from his nerves. He knew the mansion well. It had been a part of the history of the Magic Council all his life and for several generations before that. It stored their secrets, tales and artefacts from their long, mysterious history and it was a key location for holding meetings and making decisions.
Many a time he had stared up at the mansion. His first time had been alongside his mother who had served on the Council before him, and he had felt a sense of pride in what he was a part of, and what his family had been a part of throughout the years.
But not so much these days.
The Council had taken a wrong tur
