I lived an ordinary earthly life—lived, and knew no grief—until someone from above (or from the inhabitants of the lower world, which is more likely) decided to send me to another world. And not as some kind of marriageable bride, or a nanny for spoiled brats—no. They threw me into the body of a young teacher! Not only were the adepts not very happy with their newly made witch, but a colleague hinted at the close relationship that had connected him with the previous owner of the body. And to top it all off, the rector snarls at me like a rabid raccoon. So what are you supposed to do with all this “goodness”? Clear up the mess, of course! Put the students in order, keep the colleague away from the body—and the rector… I still haven’t decided what to do with him. For now I’ll leave things as they are—maybe, the crazy raccoons will turn out to be of some use.