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out from the pocket of her long red cloak. She gazed out at the students with large violet eyes.
    “Greetings, slackers!” she barked.
    “Greetings, Madam Dragonova!” the dragon students singsonged.
    “Who’s got gold for me today?” asked the DSA headmistress.
    No one raised a claw.
    “So no one has robbed or plundered to get me gold for my hoard?” she asked.
    “No, Madam Dragonova,” replied the dragon students in one voice.
    “And I don’t suppose any of you have stolen a dragon slayer’s golden hoard?” she asked.
    “No, Madam Dragonova,” came the chorus.
    “Listen up, slackers,” Madam Dragonova growled. “You lily-livered lizards have been kicked out of some of the finest dragon schools in the world. Now you’re at Dragon Slackers’ Academy. This is as low as you go. The bottom of the barrel. The pit.”
    Some dragon students hung their scaly heads. Wiglaf felt sorry for them.
    “Here at DSA, we will make real dragons out of you!” Madam said. “We will teach you how to flame—and I’m not talking flaming spitballs here. I’m talking burning down whole villages!”
    Some of the dragon students groaned.
    Madam Dragonova ignored them. “We will teach you how to torch knights. How to rampage. How to plunder. How to destroy the countryside. How to root out dragon slayers and DO THEM IN!”
    Many of the dragon students put their heads down on the tables. They didn’t look one bit interested in doing any stuff like that.
    Madam Dragonova’s plum-colored eyes came to rest on Wiglaf, Angus, and Erica.
    “Ah, Sizzlegizzard said we had new students,” she said. “Stand and say what brought you to Dragon Slackers’ Academy.” She aimed a claw at Wiglaf. “You first.”
    Wiglaf’s crest blinked as he rose. “I’m, uh, Blinky,” he managed. “I got sent here because...I can’t stand the sight of blood,” he added truthfully. He sat down.
    Madam D. frowned. She stroked her chins with a withered claw. “Coach Blazer teaches our Blood, Gore, and Guts Class. I’ll get him to give you a private lesson.”
    Wiglaf hoped that Zelnoc would get them out of there before he had to sit through that.
    Madam pointed at Angus. The blue dragon stood. “I’m Zoomer,” he said. “And I got kicked out of my old school for eating marshmallows in class.”
    “Way to go, dude!” called Taxi. Many of the students clapped for Angus.
    “Marshmallows?” Madam looked disgusted. “Real dragons eat Red Hots.”
    Erica stood up. “The name’s Silvershine,” she said. “I got kicked out of my old school for being friends with a dragon slayer.”
    “You three are the worst dragons ever to set claw in DSA!” cried the headmistress. “You won’t like it, but I’m going to make real dragons out of you, or my name isn’t Ivana Dragonova.”

Chapter 6
    A fter lunch, the three worst dragons ever to set claw in Dragon Slackers’ Academy sneaked away. They hid in an empty room on the second floor of the castle.
    “Conlez! Conlez! Conlez!” Wiglaf chanted. Saying the wizard’s name backwards was the way to summon Zelnoc.
    But no wizard appeared.
    Wiglaf shrugged. “Maybe he’s turned off his summoner. He does that when he takes a bath.”
    Wiglaf was just about to give it another try when a big green dragon stuck his head in at the door. “Thought I heard voices in here,” he said. He had blue eyes that matched his blue blazer. He wore a hat with a brim. A silver whistle hung from a chain around his neck. “You’re the new slackers.”
    The three nodded.
    “I’m Coach Blazer.” He checked his clipboard. “Outside with you now. Or you’ll be late for my Taking Care of Dragon Slayers Class.”
    In the yard, Wiglaf saw Sissy, Stickley, Taxi, and Douser waiting with a mob of other young dragons. Nearby was a scarecrow. It looked like a knight with a wooden sword tied to one arm.
    “Today, I will show you what to do if a dragon slayer is stalking you,” said Coach. “Stickley! Demonstrate the