The headmaster stands in front of me.
"What do you want?" He asks the men and women in robes.
"The Draconian, what else?" Donna comes from behind them, also dressed in a black robe.
The headmaster stands tall. "She is a student of this academy and therefore protected by the magistrate code. You have no claim over her."
Donna smiles. "Look at what stands before you, an army of witches, warlocks, and necromancers. Do you really think that we are leaving here empty-handed? Comply and no one will get hurt, as you said there are students... no one wants children hurt, right?"
Mrs. Stanley, my spells teacher walks by us and stands next to the headmaster. "The wards are up." She says to the headmaster and he nods, not looking away from Donna.
"You know that's not gonna save you." Don
