"Personal disposition is a luxury you can acquire only after eliminating all your enemies. Until then, all your loved ones are hostages who undermine your courage and spoil your common sense."
*
I had thought so much that now I was getting a headache. Mr. Bullock and Gwen entered and looked at me curiously. I took a deep breath and explained everything Sky had told me. Mr. Bullock started to speak when I was finished.
"He told you to disguise. I know a few spells that will make you disguise. It's easy, and you can stay that way until it is broken by someone who knows the spell. I also know where they were educated. They take care of their secret work in a private college and they also teach new wizards."
"There's something I'm curious about. As far as I know, you don't have fairy blood. So how can you cast magic?"
"There is no need for fairy blood to cast spells, but one thing is the fact that I cannot use cold fire... Their genes are linked to this fire, so only they can use it. I cannot do hard spells, I have a risk like death. You do not have such a situation! So as long as you learn every spell, you can do it. "
"I think it's because I can use both phoenix fire and blue fire... Isn't that so?"
"Exactly!"
When Gwen asked a question, we both turned to her. My smart friend could not remain silent again.
"Elizabeth doesn't become a witch since she can use blue fire, right? Or does she?"
"No, it doesn't work like that. You remember that Tania cursed Sky with blue fire when she cursed him... That's why she can use blue fire like sorcerers with ease."
Gwen nodded slightly. I frowned at what suddenly came to my mind. When I looked at Mr. Bullock, he was just like me. He was thoughtful.
"Mr. Bullock I think there are some more things I have to do!"
"Like what?"
"I will be trained when I go there. After the training, I must rescue everyone who is tortured and forcibly stood there. And I must destroy the curse of the animals. And there is one more thing... We must be prepared for anything that can happen. I must also seize the five statues of Tania. If I can I will destroy them!"
"I believe you can do it, Elizabeth, but it's too dangerous!"
"I know, it's okay. Please don't worry about me."
"You're like my daughter, Elizabeth. Of course I'm worried!"
After Mr. Bullock told me that I am like her daughter, my brain stopped and my heart stopped beating. I let the tears run down my eyes and lean back. With Gwen's sighs added, I couldn't take it any longer and left the house. The hand I felt on my shoulder as I breathe deeply at the door made me walk suddenly. I was walking but didn't know where to go. While being in such a bad situation was worse than hurting me, suddenly Gwen got in front of me and started screaming at the top of her lungs.
"I will come with you!"
I covered her mouth with my hand and rolled my eyes.
"Don't be silly, Gwen. Of course you won't come!"
"Why? We'd always be together? You promised you wouldn't leave me alone!"
"Sorry Gwen, this is so dangerous... I can't. I can't bring you with me. We'll meet again. Don't worry."
Gwen must have given up at last when, after a deep sigh, she hugged me and started crying. So I hugged her and started patting her back. After we separated, I met eye to eye with Mr. Bullock. The affection on his face was visible. I spoke seriously after a slight smile.
"Now let's finish this..."
*
I looked carefully at my reflection in the mirror. If one day someone told me that I was going to dye my hair blonde, I guess I would have told that person to go and cut himself or something. Mr. Bullock had cast a wonderful spell. No matter how much I knew this was magic, I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. I rolled my eyes and groaned as Mr. Bullock and Gwen stared at me.
"Elizabeth! I think it's just fine!"
I looked in the mirror for the last time and sat in the corner seat. I even made the rules of the plan. Neither of them objected to me and they said I was doing the right thing. The rules were simple:
1. Absolutely no one except Mr. Bullock, Gwen and I would know that I was going to the sorcerers's secret college.
2. I would not talk to Dylan, Tom or any allies, nor would I tell them my true identity.
3. Regardless, I would get along well with everyone and be distant and complete my mission even if I was at risk of death.
Gwen, who had heard all the matter in shock, still did not speak up and protested. I looked at the new clothes Mr. Bullock bought me. Open collar and tight models that were not my style made me look completely different than I am.
"Mr. Bullock... Well... What was the need for these? I would wear my own clothes anyway."
"It's best so that no one knows you... especially Dylan."
"Well, how am I going to get there?"
"I'll teleport you there!"
"What? Are you serious?"
"Yes, I'm seriously serious. Don't worry, you'll get there perfectly... I'm not that incompetent!" The atmosphere had softened a little when he said and laughed.
When I told Mr. Bullock that I wanted to go immediately, he went to get the spell book and left me alone with Gwen.
"So you're leaving..."
"I'll be back. You know... I'll come back for you even if I'm on my deathbed!"
When Gwen hugged my neck, I hugged her.
"Maybe I can bring Tom on my way... Who knows..."
Suddenly she shoved me like an electric shock and stared at me naively.
"He... He doesn't love me. Don't tire yourself!"
"If I said he does, he does. Don't believe me?"
She sighed and hugged me again. As I giggled, I heard Mr. Bullock's voice and slowly left Gwen.
"Let's start if you're ready, Elizabeth!"
"I am ready!"
Mr. Bullock came towards me and looked at me tenderly. As the feeling of gratitude for him grew, I jumped over his neck and inhaled his father-like scent. Seeing the tears running down his eyes when I left Mr. Bullock made me cry too.
"Don't cry, Mr. Bullock..."
"You look so much like my dead daughter, Elizabeth... I just remembered her for a moment... Watch yourself, okay?"
I nodded and backed up as tears ran down my eyes. As Gwen retreated into the corner, Mr. Bullock began uttering the magic words with concentration. I closed my eyes and waited as I felt strange ripples in my body. When the bird sounds came to my ears, I opened my eyes and looked around. I did not understand how they could do such bad things in such a beautiful environment.
When I heard a voice behind me, before I could turn back, someone grabbed my arms behind me and wrapped them around his waist. I couldn't move my hands wrapped around the man's waist, and when I went forward, it was hurting me. Even so, I could understand that the man whose face I could not see because my back was turned, was tall. The man's breath hit my neck as he spoke.
"Who is this beauty?"