Kassandra's POV
My forehead furrowed. "I'm not in the mood to get busted by your jokes again, Jarred."
His eyes widen. "I am not kidding!"
I watched him pull something from the insides of that pouch, and later on, a black seed started to grow bigger the moment it was exposed to the air.
Jarred proudly raises me another unbitten apple and looks at me like he is saying, "I told ya. You do not believe me."
My parted lips let out a gasp. "H-How in the world did the seed grow that fast?!" I exclaimed, bewildered.
He waves the pouch in front of him while grinning. "I corrupted a few of Clayden's bucks when he asked Monica to buy him a potion to shift into anything. Monica trusted the errand to me, so I asked them money more than that potion's price so I could buy this." He laughed. "Apple is life."
"Where?" I asked.
He went silent and is looking at me weirdly. "This is witchcraft."
"Witchcrafts?! You are saying that wizards and witches are real?!"