"Witch hunts? Sounds unpleasant." Susan thought for a moment and then chuckled. "Although I have to say that anyone who tried to hunt Granny Weatherwax would be in for a most unpleasant surprise if he caught her."
"This secrecy thing. Does it apply here? Could you make a living with your magic? What sorts of magic do you do?"
Susan smiled at Lily. "I mean, my magic isn't really the usual, but as I said, I'm not a witch. My magic comes from having been born in my grandfather's Realm."