A frown formed on her face as she repeated the process with more cation, masking sure she would do it perfectly. But once again nothing happened,
With a frown she continued until she felt her mouth getting sore but muttering the same words again and again,
In the end she wanted to throw the book but when she raised her hand to throw, she did not have the heart to, as her heart was still hopeful.
So what if the spell did not work, there might be a chance that she had affinity to fire or other elements and they would work for her.
She patted the book as if trying to assure it that she was not going to abandon her and then closed her eyes with a sigh.
What was she even thinking! She was not a witch that could perform magic. In her excitement, she forgot the fact completely that she was just an ordinary human. Letting go of the pitcher, she looked around only to see him still looking out of the window as if he was watching a spectacular scene.
