Chapter 33

Ronald's POV 

I can't do it...

It's taking toll on my form, I'm draining...

Upon my exhaustion, the wizards behind me throw in much water on me to rejuvenate my senses. I breath in ragged breaths which concerns the witches who are resting for today.

One more day, Ron. Just one more.

I assure myself and think about Jane with the intention to cheer my exhausted self up.

Think about the look on her face when her long lost friend comes back, Ron. The friend of hers who everyone thought died that night, will come back as a grown woman with a bad past. But what's important is that she's back and normal.

I scream when I force myself to channel in more of the white forces from above. Natalie screams too, not expecting the sudden surge of forces to hit her already tired body.

The roots from under her shake with the intensity as her body keeps releasing the soul of the witch which resides in her. Black, horrific looking smo