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"Well, you can pour a bucket of water on the floor. So the witch will slip and fall on the floor." the parrot said looking at Emma.

"How can I do that? The witch will curse me."

"Then, Whity can jump onto the witch's leg and bite it. So, she will be unable to control her power because of the pain. No, that's not good enough!"

Likewise, the parrot made foolish plans all night. Emma was very sleepy and Whity had already felt asleep.

The dawn of the next day was also coming then. The sun was shining in amber colour on the eastern sky. Meanwhile, the witch was arriving back home.

Whity sniffed at once while he was half asleep. Suddenly Whity began to bark loudly. Emma was wakened up by Whity's bark.

"Oh! no... The witch's coming back. We haven't made any plans yet." Emma cried while she was looking out of the window.

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