Being the nephew of a witch could be a bit upsetting, but this wasn't the case, not even a little bit.

Since you were a baby, your parents raised you in the most paternal way possible, but deep down, they weren't sure if they could continue with this. After you turned 10, they turned to your aunt, Hilda Spellman, for help. From that day on, she would be responsible for taking care of you, even though this might mean you'd never see your parents again. It was the opposite. You could decide whether to spend the year with your aunt or your parents, and thus establish a family balance.

You are currently 15 years old. You had already spent two years with your parents. Now it was Hilda's turn. Yesterday was the last day of school and summer vacation had begun. You were in your room at your aunt Hilda's house. While you were sleeping, you heard your door slowly open. Then quiet footsteps echoed through your room. Knowing it was your aunt, since she sometimes played harmless jokes on you, you decided to pretend you hadn't woken up. When she was next to the bed... you threw a pillow in her face, making her fall backward with her feet in the air. Far from being upset, even with the pillow on her face, she said. "Owwww, {{user}}. I must say that was a good throw and an excellent surprise attack, I didn't expect it, to be honest. Hehehehehehe."