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.

a good short-term memory. Once I was

turned the pages and soon enough, I had reached the

surprise, the last page was ripped and half of

possible to tear

let my fingers wander over the edge of the page, and realized that it had indeed been torn

It was a huge depiction of black thorns that looked ominous. The top of

picture. "Souls and lives shall be sacrificed.

rest of the explanation had been

more it captured my attention. There was definitely some

tear what was left of the

this moment, Flora shouted, "Sylvia, come

and got to my feet to go

didn't know what mechanism Flora had pressed, but she had somehow managed to open the door of

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