All Witches have huge cat-like claws which they hide with gloves.(There are other demonic creatures who are always male, but this book isn't about them.)
They have certain "tells" which a person can use, if they are eagle eyed and perceptive to spy a Witch: but if one dies anyway? "Vell then too bad for ze grown-up." They seemingly exist to hate children, and plan to destroy all the children in England in one fell swoop. The Witches, in a case of Our Monsters Are Different, are a specific species of demon and aren't human at all. With great courage he manages to spike the soup the Witches are eating (having posed as the phony child protection agency the RSPCC, and getting special treatment from the Hotel) with their own mouse potion which leads to them being killed (in the form of mice, obviously) by the Hotel Staff.Īfterwards, the boy and his grandmother find a possible lead to the locations of every known witch, and decide to use this knowledge (and the formula for the mouse potion) to spend the rest of their lives hunting down as many witches as they can. After escaping and returning to his Grandmother they hatch a plan to kill all the Witches in England and the Grand High Witch.
It is at this meeting he and another boy (Bruno Jenkins) are turned into talking mice by a magic potion. It is at a seaside hotel that the boy is trapped at the annual British Witch meeting and meets the hideous (but disguised) Grand High Witch. They then are sent, on Doctor's orders, a British seaside holiday, as his Grandmother is too ill to return to Norway.
STRIKE WITCHES TV TROPES HOW TO
He tells the story of how, after the death of his parents, he moves in with his Norwegian Grandmother who was once a great Witch hunter she regales him with tales of Witches and their victims and how to tell the difference between a human woman and a Witch. The Witches is a 1983 Roald Dahl book starting with an introductory chapter on the subject of Witches written in third person (presumably narrated by Dahl himself), but switches to first person for the rest of the story as the tale is taken up by an unnamed boy. But - and here comes the big "but" - it is not impossible." All I am saying is that she might be one. I am not, of course, telling you for one second that your teacher actually is a witch. Perhaps she is smiling at the absurdity of such a suggestion. She might even - and this will make you jump - she might even be your lovely school-teacher who is reading these words to you at this very moment.
She might be the lady with the dazzling smile who offered you a sweet from a white paper bag in the street before lunch. Or she might be the woman with the bright eyes who sat opposite you on the bus this morning. "For all you know, a witch might be living next door to you right now.