Me desperté temprano otra vez, no cené ayer y sentí hambre, así que fui a la cocina y compré una manzana y un poco galletas, con cuidado de no hacer ningún ruido, volví a mi habitación.

Dejé el plato con las galletas en una mesa y mientras tenía una manzana en la boca, saco el libro de debajo de la cama y me voy para sentarme en mi sofá.

Abro el libro en el capítulo dos. ¿Qué hará? enseñarme?

Mordí la manzana y la dejé en el plato.

"Si estás leyendo esta parte, es posible que hayas pasado el prueba. Si es así, ¡enhorabuena! La dificultad del juego se decide por el La fuerza de la magia.

A partir de ahora debes liberar tu magia, pero Será complicado, una vez que actives tu magia crecerá más rápido y Debes estabilizarlo para que no te mate, te preguntarás cómo. ¿Y tú? ¿Alguna vez has sentido curiosidad por saber por qué las brujas tienen un gato en los cuentos de hadas? Pues sí, gatos absorben magia, cuanto más oscuros son, más magia absorben, obteniendo una voluntad ser importante, solo espero que no seas alérgico a esas criaturas como yo...

Otra cosa que es importante es saber cómo tener autocontrol, ya que puedes usar la magia inconscientemente si tienes un fuerte ya que la magia es utilizada por el instinto.

A partir de ahora te enseñaré hechizos, practica cuando nadie los mira, van a ir de más fácil a más difícil, bueno suerte".

—Genial, ¿cómo consigo un gato? La esposa de mi padre No le gustan los animales, será un poco complicado... Tengo que hacer planes para no casarme con Noah, debo tener más de una opción... Plan A: ganar el amor de papá, Plan B: huir con los poderes de las brujas, Plan C... Cásate con otra persona?... Solo tengo un año viejo... ¡Ahhhh, mi vida es tan dura! —hice un puchero mientras metía una galleta en mi boca.

Pasé la página del libro.

"Antes de hacer cualquier hechizo debes saber tus habilidades, ¿recuerdas los tres niveles de magia según su color? Si tu magia es de nivel 1 tu prueba fue corta, pero te será difícil Para hacer hechizos por tus propios métodos, tendrás que usar posiciones y mientras Tendrás que decir palabras en voz alta, invocar será muy difícil Para tí. Si eres de nivel 2 eres capaz de hacer magia solo con tus palabras, pero Ten cuidado de que nadie te escuche, si estás en el nivel tres todo será fácil para ti, aunque invocar objetos o seres sigue siendo complicado, eres capaz de usar tu magia solo con tus pensamientos o emociones, por lo que debes ser ¡Cuidado, a este nivel tu magia es inmensa y tu salud también se verá afectada mucho..."

Volví a morder la manzana.

Ahora solo tengo que asegurarme de que no hagan yo enojado...

—Si tienes un gato, no solo consumirá tu exceso de magia, también te ayudará a calmarte.

Who said it? I quickly hid the book under my skirt and looked around, but there was no one.

—Who are you? —I asked.

I heard something scratching at the door. I put the book under the couch and grabbed a hairbrush to hold as a weapon, I walked over to the door and 3,2,1, I opened it and looked out, there was no one. I sighed.

I closed the door and something was crawling between my feet and I stepped back intuitively, what was between my feet was an adult cat, furry, blue eyes, cream colored except for its face, tail and paws which were black, Himalayan breed if I'm not mistaken.

"Are you afraid of me?" said the cat.

I walked further away, I couldn't believe it.

—Y-you talk? It's... Impossible.

—Magic exists, why not a talking cat?

—The book doesn't mention a talking cat! What are you and why are you here?

—I am the guardian of that book, I am a human in a cat's body, your mother made me like this.

—Why did she do that?

—She was allergic to cats so she thought that if I turned into a cat it would be different since I have human nature, but it was the same effect, she felt guilty for having done it for nothing and not knowing how to get me back to normal, so she allowed me to live here, although we never got close again.

—And why are you looking for me?

—Because a level 3 witch's spell can only be undone by herself, someone more powerful, or her offspring, I've been living in the surroundings of the mansion waiting for you to activate your powers so you can help me, in the meantime you learn how to turn into a human, I'll help you control your powers.

—Have you been hungry all this time?

—No, a maid always feeds me, she's a cat lover... I think her name is Rina.

It's true. In the book it is mentioned that Rina once fed a cat before starting her work routine, after lunch and at dinner time... I never paid attention to that part, but it was this cat...

So in the book the destiny of this "human" is to be a cat forever, Elise never related to him because she activated her powers while in jail...

—Okay, I was worried about how to find a cat, I'll take this as a sign. What's your name?

—Evan Lincer. —He said bending his two front paws, I'll take that as a bow, how cute~

—And how old are you? When you were transformed into a cat, was it a baby kitten? —I asked.

—I was 13 when I was turned, and yes, I took the form of a baby kitten. Currently you could say I'm 28 years old.

—13?! You were too young!... 15 years ago... Was that when my mom was pregnant with me?

—A little earlier, but I was converted of my own free will. Don't ask.

—I see, one last question. Besides me, who else has heard you speak?

—Just you, I've tried to talk to the others, but all they understand is "Meow."

—I see, so I am someone special.

—Can I ask you something? —He asked with a tender face.

—Awww sure what is it?

—Can I eat steak? Cat food is disgusting...

—At lunch.

“Thank you!” he said as he rubbed his body against my feet and purred. “Prrrr.”

Tock tock tock. After that sound the door opens and Rina enters.

I nervously watch the cat wondering what to do...

—He's awake already? So early, well... And how did that cat get in? —Rina asked.

—Cat? W-what c-cat? I said nervously.

—Meow?

—Ah, this cat... Can you keep the secret?

—Haha, of course, in fact even though the marchioness said we should exterminate any animal in the mansion, I feed them, but if someone finds out I'll say I didn't know anything.

—Thank you. Can you feed him now?

—It would be a pleasure. Would you like to have breakfast since you're awake?

—I don't want to wake up the cooks, I'll take a bath first.

—Understood, then I will prepare your bath.

After my bath, I parted my hair in the middle and untangled it well. I put on a light, long, pale pink dress with lace and low heels of the same color. Then I read a history book while I waited for my father to finish eating so I could go to breakfast later.

When Marquis Asis Martold and his wife Adelaide have finished eating, Felix escorts the Marquis to his office.

—Did Miss Elise happen to give you anything yesterday? —Felix asked.

—Yes, a Pie. —Elise's father answers.

—How was it?

—I told her to throw it away or eat it herself.

—She did what? The lady put a lot of effort into it, she has never cooked before but since it was about you she put a lot of effort into it, the result was as if she had already cooked it hundreds of times before.

—Was this really your first time cooking? —He asked surprised—. It was delicious.

—So he ate it?

—Just a little...

—Why do you deny fatherly love to the young lady?

—When she was little you loved her a lot but her appearance, gestures and some of her ways of acting are like her mother, seeing her brings back memories of Amelia's death.

Amelia is the name of Elise's mother.

—I heard that the young lady wanted to take care of Lady Amelia's garden, if spending time with her is not in your plans at least you should fulfill her other wishes, remember that she is your daughter, not just a girl who needs to be kept so she can get married and bring profit to the family.

—I'll think about it, for now tell me about today's activities.

...

“Miss Elise!” Rina said as she opened the door to the dining room.

—Rina, what a surprise. What's wrong? —I asked.

—Ya está aquí, tu nuevo tutor de historia, Es joven.

—Está bien, ya terminé de comer.

Después de cepillarme los dientes fui al estudio Y en una mesa para dos, un niño estaba sentado en una de las sillas mientras miraba hacia afuera la ventana.

Era alto, delgado, bajito, recto, moreno cabello amarillo con flequillo, tez blanca y gafas de montura negra.

A medida que me acercaba, volvió la cara lentamente.

Su cara es cuadrada, sus ojos son plateados, Debe admitir que es un chico atractivo.

Me senté frente a él.

—Buenos días, soy Elise Martold. —Yo Me presenté.

—Encantado de conocerte, soy Andrew Horbat, tu nuevo profesora, tengo 23 años. —Extiende la mano—. Espero que entiendas mi Explicaciones.

—Cuento contigo. —Nos dimos la mano. —Pero ¿Por qué eres tan joven?

—Acabo de graduarme de la universidad, pero antes conseguir un trabajo en una institución en la que me gustaría adquirir experiencia dando clases privadas Las lecciones a los hijos de los nobles y su padre me dieron una oportunidad.

—Está bien, entonces me gustaría empezar el clase.