Her heels produced a click-click, click-clack sound when she walked out of the office. An imperial parchment was held carelessly in-between her index finger and thumb as though a proper grip on the paper would engulf the palm in flames. She exhaled a string of hushed curses under her breath as she closed the door after her with a loud bang. Not giving two straight heads to the group of wizards who passed by, she walked straight to the corridor that opened up to the visitor’s lounge.
The Parchment was sealed under the University’s title. Underneath the seal was a signature engraved in green sparkling ink. The designation was highlighted with double lines that flickered every other second.
Commandment number XXYVS3498
Sd/-
Witch Niharika,
HOD, Disciplinary Committee,
The Apr
