Rosewood Enchantment: A Little Witch Academia Tale

Chapter 3 Confrontation and Consequences

Mailin's POV:

In Professor Lukić's class, chaos seemed to reign as Akko and her team attempted to concoct a potion.

"Sugar, spice, and everything nice! That makes pickled plums!" Akko's exclamation echoed across the room, drawing amused glances from our classmates.

We were supposed to be brewing some sort of potion, I presumed, though the specifics eluded me. Akko's experiment, however, ended in a colorful explosion, leaving her splattered with pink cream. I couldn't help but giggle at the sight.

"Mailin, we need to concentrate!" Naile's gentle reminder snapped me out of my amusement.

"Sorry, Naile," I apologized, offering her a sheepish smile.

Meanwhile, Amanda and her team appeared to be utilizing some sort of advanced technology to effortlessly produce their potion or cake, or whatever it was we were supposed to be creating.

"Hey, wait a minute, that doesn't look witchy at all!" Akko protested, eyeing Constanze's robotic contraption skeptically.

Attempting to divert Akko's attention, Jasminka offered her some of her sweets, but Akko remained steadfast in her determination to succeed.

"Come on, Jasminka, we need to take this seriously," Akko urged, a hint of frustration evident in her voice.

"Who needs to take this class seriously?" Amanda's voice cut through the tension, dripping with a confidence that bordered on arrogance. "It's too easy, for everyone but you anyway."

"And just what do you mean by that?!" Akko's response was sharp, tinged with anger as she challenged Amanda's remark.

"Oh no, here we go again," I muttered under my breath, bracing myself for the impending confrontation.

"I just hope they don't start fighting worse again," Nike remarked quietly, echoing my concerns.

"It's not like you can keep up with the rest of us, so why do you even try?" Amanda's words were like a slap in the face, laced with a disdain that was hard to ignore. "You can't even ride a broom."

I winced at the escalation, fearing that the situation would spiral out of control if they didn't cease their verbal sparring.

"Maybe you're the one who can't keep up!" Akko retorted, her voice rising in anger as she defended herself.

"Wow, good one. You yap like an annoying little dog," Amanda shot back, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

"What did you say?!" Akko's fury was palpable as she lashed out, causing Amanda to lose her balance and fall from her chair.

"What the hell was that?" I whispered, my heart racing with apprehension.

"Just fixing your bad behavior," Akko retorted, unapologetic for her actions.

Amanda regained her footing, her anger evident as she angrily pointed a finger at Akko's chest. "I don't want to hear about bad behavior from you!"

"You only hate me because you lost the race!" Akko's accusation hung in the air, a bitter reminder of past conflicts.

"Huh, that isn't true at all!" Amanda countered; her voice tinged with frustration.

"Then what else could it be?!" Akko's challenge lingered, the tension between them palpable as they faced off once more.

"How could I be jealous of a try-hard like you?!" Akko's accusation cut through the air; her frustration evident as she confronted Amanda.

"Great, now they're shouting," I muttered, rolling my eyes in annoyance at the escalating confrontation.

"Well, it takes one to know one!" Akko shot back at Amanda; her voice raised in defiance.

"The only try-hard is you!" Amanda retorted, the tension between them reaching a boiling point as they exchanged heated words.

"Is you!" they both shouted simultaneously, their voices overlapping as they engaged in a physical altercation, pushing each other in a reckless display of anger.

Their clash resulted in a cauldron toppling over, the potion inside erupting into a chaotic explosion. Panic rippled through the room as smoke billowed, obscuring our vision.

"SCRYALLA!" Diana's authoritative voice boomed, cutting through the chaos as she invoked the time-delaying spell.

Suddenly, time seemed to warp and reverse, the scene playing out in reverse before slowing down to a halt as Diana cast the rewind spell.

"YERA RETOURE!" Diana commanded, her voice unwavering as she reset the timeline, undoing the chaos that had unfolded moments before.

With order restored, Diana stepped forward, positioning herself between Akko and Amanda with a stern expression.

"Excuse me, can the two of you please stop disrupting the class with your barbaric fight? It's incredibly irritating," she reprimanded, her words carrying the weight of authority as she addressed the bickering pair.

"Huh?!" Akko's voice dripped with anger; her frustration evident as she reacted to the situation.

"Hey! Who are you calling barbarian?!" Amanda's retort was sharp, her tone matching Akko's intensity before the professor's interruption.

"Quiet!" Professor Lukić's voice cut through the tension, their authoritative tone sending a shiver down my spine. "It sounds like the two of you need to be disciplined. Perhaps a punishment that makes all your blood fly out."

I couldn't help but shudder at the ominous threat, feeling a chill run down my spine in response to the professor's menacing demeanor. Their eerie laughter only added to the unsettling atmosphere.

Amanda and Akko's expressions shifted from defiance to fear as they fell to their knees, their bravado crumbling in the face of the professor's ominous words.

"Perhaps while you're working on whatever menial task you're given, you can decide which of you is the most try-hard," Diana interjected, her voice carrying a hint of disdain as she addressed the bickering pair.

Akko and Amanda exchanged scowls, their animosity towards each other palpable even in the face of impending punishment.