If you got yourself a witchfinder problem, do what we did. We had all the young ladies tell the witchfinder that our witches could turn into toads, sent’m down to the toad pond. Spent weeks down there demanding the toads change back to face Christ’s judgment.
Next witchfinder comes along, we say “we’ve just got the one witch, they hang out at the pond yelling at toads.”
Cancels out.