The headmasters meet tomorrow to decide what the next year at the Academy shall look like. We, the humble witches and wizards who teach at the Academy were allowed to give our input by filling out a scroll with number options one through ten on how we felt about certain questions and scenarios, all relating to our scholars and the plague. We then sent our responses back by owl. They will then make a decision on the morrow. It is uncertain what shall be decided.
We, the witches and wizards, did get to attend a meeting through our scrying mirrors that didst last for an hour and a half. We were going over the training of new spells that we were instructed to do this summer. Forsooth, the person leading the training does not look upon it as training, but as a class with exams and obstetrical courses. She doth plan to assign grades and wilt strike us with the hex of zero if her spells are not completed upon time. Verily, she hath been possessed by a heinous spirit. I was looking forward more this meeting before I didst meet her.
Alas, one of my fellow witches felt so discouraged after the overly long meeting that she didst despair why she doth even allow herself to be so tortured for such little coin. We reminded her that does it for her little elves, but she is vulnerable and I fear that this woman possessed of an ill spirit might drive her away, to some desperation even. The vulnerability doth come from living in such uncertain times.
The training might still be enjoyable, despite the heinous spirit possessing the instructor. If ’tis not, she will likely be struck with a hex. Although, she may not notice with the plague and uprising happening now. We shall likely know within the next moon concerning both her matters and what the next year shall look upon.
The Middle-Aged Single Fantasy Witch 