Sylvia's POV:

Since I was unable to take photos with the phone, I came up with another idea. I decided to tear off some pages to take back with me.

But I didn't expect that I wouldn't be able to pull apart the seemingly ordinary thin paper.

Finally, I was only left with the choice of quickly memorizing whatever I thought was important.

The book recorded the characteristics of the raw materials used to make magic poisons, as well as the locations they grew at. Next to the text, there were pictures describing everything I'd just read. I skimmed through the poison section and jumped to the curse section.

The curses were all spells in a language only wizards and witches would understand, but the methods to remove the curses were written in common language.

So, it was enough for me to read how to remove them. I was not a witch. Even if I knew the spells, I couldn't cast them.

through numerous curses, my brain working overtime. Fortunately, I had a good short-term memory. Once I was out of

the pages and soon enough, I had reached the end of

was ripped and half of

to tear

edge of the page,

this over, the picture on the incomplete page caught my eye. It was a huge depiction of black thorns that looked ominous. The top of the

sacrificed. Only the most sincere love can

rest of the explanation

more it captured my attention. There was definitely some secret that

left of the page. To my surprise, I

this moment, Flora shouted,

hastily stuffed the page in my pocket and got

the door of a hidden

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