Everyone says that female friendship does not exist. But there is definitely a witch’s room - I was sure of that. Until my best and only friend, roommate and hereditary witch, did something terrible. She decided to steal my diploma! But such betrayals are not forgiven. To be a witch is to live like a witch, which means I will take revenge on my friend and try to save my diploma. And if this means making a deal with her ex-boyfriend, then so be it. For the sake of my diploma, I’m ready to play love with a basilisk! Or not really play?