There was silence in the room, too much silence for so many kids, and for a moment, before the teachers broke it up – where had they been?
Had the monster kept them from seeing? Or had it really been so short an amount of time?
– you could hear the wind rushing in an open window, a wind that dropped a few small, spiky leaves to the floor.
Then there were adult hands on Conor, dragging him away. “What do you have to say for yourself?” the Headmistress asked.
Conor shrugged. “I’m going to need more than that,” she said. “You seriously hurt him.”
“It wasn’t me,” Conor mumbled. “What was that?” she said sharply.
“It wasn’t me,” Conor said, more clearly. “It was the monster who did it.”
“The monster,” the Headmistress said. “I didn’t even touch Harry.”
The Headmistress made a wedge shape with her fingertips and placed her elbows on her desk.
She glanced at Miss Kwan. “An entire dining hall saw you hitting Harry, Conor,” Miss Kwan said.
“They saw you knocking him down. They saw you pushing him over a table. They saw you banging his head against the floor.”
Miss Kwan leaned forward. “They heard you yelling about being seen. About not being invisible any more.”
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