Mary And The Witch's Flower Page #5

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of our transformation experiments.

Oh...

A young specimen. This one

will make a great teaching aid.

These are wonderful experiments

that turn powerless animals

into magical beings.

Transformation experiments?

Tib!

What's the matter, Tib?

Hold on to your familiar.

I'm sorry.

What was that?

The progress of science and magic

is built on countless failures.

Failures?

Precisely! Failures are valuable!

Well, farewell for now, Miss Smith!

I shall see you again after

the sun sets and the moon rises

and the moon sets and the sun rises.

Now let's get going, Miss Mary.

Before it gets dark.

Yes, Madam.

Enrollment form, enrollment form...

I'm sorry, go ahead and

wait for me upstairs.

Oh, sure.

You sure did surprise me.

You truly are a remarkable talent.

Upstairs you'll find magical items

dating back to ancient times.

Hopefully we'll have a talent

like you using them soon.

Amazing.

That's odd.

The enrollment form for

honor students should be here.

It's that flower!

Master Spells.

Spell to eliminate darkness.

Spell to make something rotten.

Spell to ease stomach pains.

Spell to deflect an enemy's attack.

A book of magic spells.

Starting tomorrow,

we should have you serve as

our student representative.

Huh?

Why is...

You're more than qualified.

You're the perfect person

to represent us.

And perhaps I can ask you to

head up the Festival Committee.

Um...

And also lead the study tours.

I'm sure you'll soon represent us

at the academic conferences, too.

After all, you've already mastered

such advanced magic...

Wait, Madam... That's not true.

Not true?

You see, it's not that

I'm talented or anything.

Being able to fly on the broom,

or becoming invisible...

It's all thanks to a mysterious flower.

Flower?

A flower, you said?

Well, um...

A mysterious flower, you said?

Uh...

Do you have it with you now?

You're hiding something

behind your back.

No...

What is it?

It's nothing.

Show it to me!

What might this be?

I don't recognize this language.

"51 Village of Redmanor. To Peter.

The flower belongs to him.

I don't really understand it myself.

I see.

That boy has great talents.

Far more than I do...

May I hold onto this?

Oh... Sure.

I'll give you the enrollment form now.

Fill it out and bring it tomorrow.

Yes, Madam.

You don't need to see me off.

I'll just be on my way.

Thank you for today.

Next time let's debate the

discontinuity of Filio functions, Mary.

There he is.

My broomstick!

Look, your master's come back.

But I don't know the way home.

Don't worry, the broom knows.

That's a relief!

Let's try again.

Maybe gentler this time.

Tib, let's go home.

Tib!

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