Seasoned Magic: A Paranormal Women's Fiction Anthology by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-29T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

The grandfather clock dinged from the corner of the living room, announcing it was now two in the morning as Wanda and I sat across from each other on the floor. She placed a plastic bowl half filled with water between us. She’d scratched magical sigils and symbols into the bottom of the bowl for scrying. Libby and Fifi were in the kitchen, out of range. Bailey relaxed on the loveseat while Lorcan perched on the arm of the couch. He watched us with a bemused smile gracing his full lips.

“This is all rather complicated, isn’t it?”

“It isn’t my idea of a relaxing evening,” Wanda grumbled. “I was all for waiting for the spell to wear off and letting Hellcat find his own way home, but some people…..”

“Just cast the spell and spare me the lecture,” I snapped. “He could be halfway to Hogwarts by now.”

“Then he’ll be perfectly safe. Professor Dumbledore can send him home or maybe he’ll decide to keep him and he’ll send me an owl instead.”

Fifi started laughing, but she cut it off when I shot her a withering glare. Wanda cleared her throat and took my left hand. “You know the drill. You pour the Divining Oil with your right hand while I speak the incantation.”

I knew the drill, all right. Wanda and I had carried out this scrying charm a few times in the past with mixed results. It would send one of us—namely, me—into a magical realm where I’d be able to see hidden realities normally shielded by spells and hexes. If Hellcat was anywhere in Haven Hollow—and we had no reason to believe he’d left yet—I would be able to see him through the spell.

Just one little thing bothered me. Every other time we did this, Wanda combined her magic with Hellcat’s to make it stronger. But, he wasn’t here this time, which meant the spell might not work at all.

But, we could only try. I tipped up the bottle of Divining Oil and the oil spilled into the bowl. Wanda muttered under her breath. She always spoke this incantation so softly, I could never understand her. Whether she did so to keep the words a secret or whether the spell called for whispering, I never knew.

The sigils etched into the bottom of the bowl started to glow in an eerie green radiance. I focused my attention on them and felt the familiar vertigo of the spell taking effect. I prepared myself to float through the roof into the night sky beyond my house.

All at once, the symbols flared to a brilliant, electric blue. At that instant, Hellcat exploded into view right in front of my nose.

A powerful burst of compressed air hit me in the face and flung me backward. I got half a second’s glimpse of the cat twisting and writhing in mid-air. The impact flung Wanda off balance, too. She pitched almost to the floor before she corrected herself.

Then she planted her arm behind her to stop from falling over.

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