Miller wasn't feeling okay and Watson could see that. Miller didn't tell Watson anything related to him having the ability to have a minion or the ability to see through memories. That information was only known by him.
Victor Carter had told Miller earlier that he performed a Memory Alteration Spell, that is even if the Anti-Meta Human Officers wouldn't be able to remember their faces, they would still be abl to remember the scene very well.
Miller was scared that maybe his connection with his minion would reveal his face to his minion and he didn't tell Victor anything about that. He had no clue if the Memory Alteration Spell would work.
"We were fighting with chains...." Dane started, but he got angry and stopped for some seconds because some students were laughing.
"Would you keep quiet. This is serious." Bradley used his telepahatic Ability to send this message to all the students in the room.
Meanwhile over at Miller's side, he was really tense and those seating close to him could clearly see that. "Miller what's wrong. You are drawing attention." Watson Whispered to Miller.
Miller had also informed Watson that he had super hearing, so Watson clearly knew that Miller could hear his words very well.
Miller didn't give him an answer, but rather was focused at the person standing at the stadium. Miller clenched his fists so hard like he was ready to punch any body some few seconds from now. He also hightened his Super hearing so that he would be able to hear the words of Dane very clearly.
He amplified the sound of the words to the point that it was too loud, even for him. But he didn't care. He just wanted to know what he was to say.
"I know you kids might find this funny." Dane said to the students in an angry tone.
"We were fighting some magical chains at a tunnel underneath the school. We even got intel from the school authorities later, than those tunnels were unknown to them. Which meant someone secretly built those tunnels. It all started when we saw a staff hovering in the sky that night." Dane stopped for a while and then continued.
"Our greatest suggested that the hovering staff was made of Magic, we followed the staff to a location in this school, which lead us to an unknown tunnel. The way to the tunnel was dark, but thanks to our uniforms which could emit light naturally when it's dark. It was easier for us to find where the staff was going to."
"The path of the tunnel led us to a door. The door looked rusty like it had been down there for some couple of decades. The irons didn't looks new at all. The door was made of iron and looked really old."
"The door seemed like it was locked from the back. So we decided to hit it open. Immediately we hit the door and it opened a bright light shone on our face and when it left. We could see a chain on the floor."
"It was just an average chain, just around four four feet tall at first. It had some kind of design. The entire room didn't look abandoned. The room had poles and a table and some chairs, suggesting that there is more than one person involved in this. The seats were Fifteen in number." Dane paused for a moment.
Miller Immediately started to think this through, there are currently fourteen Werewolves in the school so how are there fifteen chairs or is the last one for Victor; who isn't even a Werewolf, but just a magician.
Dane continued: "We all entered the room and inside the room, some boards could seen. We saw some blood on the floor, which suggested that maybe someone was beaten or injured or maybe possibly kill. We even have reasons to believe that these fifteen person or this person could be the one responsible for your teachers death."
"When we looked at the room, Suddenly the chains that were around four feet tall grew up to twenty feet and duplicated in size, they attacked us and moved at a speed too fast even for some of us."
"We fought with the chains, but since it's a thing of Magic. It kept on duplicating itself. After a minute or so of fighting, i started to lose myself. It was like i was no longer in control of my body."
"It was like i was in a torment, not even able to control my own body, i was conscious but was not in control of my own body. The last thing i saw where some words that were green and flickered at my retina: you are a minion of the chosen one, the chosen one is calling you, dane turbin, serve your true master, embrace the power of astrar, purge the darkness that cloaks your soul, fulfill your destiny and rise above."
"I still don't fully understand what does words mean but all i can say was that after those words i lost control. My body started to move on its own accord. It was like my body was controlled by an external force, my mind was conscious. I was trying to fight it. But i couldn't. It was like i was living a nightmare."
"The excruciating part is that my face didn't look like i was trying to stop it. The only give away was the fact that my entire eyes turned green. I then went to a place close to the library and fought and i even fought my fellow Officers." Dane was now breaking down in tears. What had really happened to him was really bad, and even Miller could feel it. Having a minion wasn't right. It was like a torment of the victim, the person would only follow his will. It's like the person's mind is in a cage while his body is controlled by Miller. Miller didn't want anyone to go through such pain.
Bradley had now taken the stand, and Dane, out of shame, used a helmet to cover his face, so that they wouldn't see his tears. Dane was scared that this kind of thing might happen again and he would likely hurt his wife and children.
Bradley took the stand and was looking at every one. He then spoke with authority in his voice: "There is another officer who experienced thesame thing, but he isn't in the mood to talk to anyone right now."
"I want to inform you all this Immediately" Bradley said. "We would be staying in your school for a couple more weeks and the curfew would still continue only this time it shall be from 10pm. This is because we have strong reasons to believe that there is an Illegal in your school."
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