muttered. âBut what else can we do? Perhaps he has become a better wizard by now.â
âIâll summon him!â cried Dudwin. He chantedthe wizardâs name backward three times: âCONLEZ! CONLEZ! CONLEZ!â
A blue light flashed, and out of the light stepped a blue-robed wizard with a pointed hat.
âToadstools!â said the wizard. âWho summons me to the Dark Forest?â
âMe, wiz!â said Dudwin.
âWiz?â
cried the wizard. âWatch out or I shall turn you into a newt!â
âNo!â cried Wiglaf. âMy little brother meant no harm. We need your help, Your Wizardness.â
Zelnoc squinted. âAh, itâs you, Woglib. Youâve summoned me at a very bad time. Ziz was just demonstrating the Wonder Wand. You toss it up like a baton! Twirl it behind your back! Quick! Tell me what you want, Wuglop, so I can get back to the demo.â
âWe raised a baby dragon,â said Wiglaf. âNow he has grown into a full-size dragon andââ
âIs he too big?â asked Zelnoc. âMy shrinking spell is foolproof!â
âWe need a flying spell so we can fly to our dragon,â said Wiglaf.
Zelnoc stroked his beard. âJust learned a new flying spell, but I havenât tried it yet,â he said. âHow about I turn you into puffy, white clouds that float on the wind?â
âWe need to travel fast,â said Wiglaf.
âOkay, the flying spell it is,â said Zelnoc. âNo guarantees, mind you.â
The wizard began to chant:
âFly spell! Fly spell! With my fl
y words,
I send these earthbound creatures skyward!
Off the ground! Up in the air!
Fl
y where you will, I donât care.â
âI feel dizzy!â cried Dudwin.
Wiglaf felt dizzy, too. And he was growing smaller. Much smaller! Had the wizard put the shrinking spell on them by mistake?
âFly, oh, fl
y, wherever you might.
Fly for a day or fl
y for a night!â
A buzzing sound filled Wiglafâs ears. Was another of Zelnocâs spells going wrong?
âFly, fl
utter, glide, and soar!
To break the spell, say, âFl
y no more!ââ
âDone!â Wiglaf heard the wizard say. âIâm gone.â
Chapter 5
W hatâs that crazy wizard done to ussss now?â squeaked Erica.
âTurned us into fliessss!â squeaked Angus.
âWoe is usssssss!â buzzed Janice.
âWiggie, what shall we do?â squeaked Dudwin.
âLet me think,â said Wiglaf. They could chant the words to break the spell. Then they would no longer be flies, but that meant a long hike to the dragon school. Wiglaf wanted to find Worm
now
!
âLet usssss fly to Dragon Ssssslackersâ Academy,â he squeaked. âDo you remember the way, Erica?â
âI think sssssso,â said Erica.
âBut I canât carry my ssssstash!â squealed Angus.
âIâm hungry for sweetssssss,â said Janice. âLetâsss eat it now!â
âOh, all right!â squeaked Angus.
Without another word, the five flies descended on Angusâs stash. They ate and ate, though they hardly made a dent in the Camelot Crunch Bars, Licorice Dice, Medieval Marshmallows, Ginger Lollies, or Jolly Jelly Worms.
When they could eat no more, they spread their wings and took to the air. With Erica in the lead, off they flew to Dragon Slackersâ Academy.
They flew on their tiny fly wings for what seemed like forever. At last they landed in the DSA castle yard near old Straw Guts, a scarecrow knight the dragons used for practice.
âReady?â squeaked Wiglaf.
Together they chanted, âFLY NO MORE!â
Zounds! Wiglaf felt as if he were being stretched like a piece of toffee as he grew back into himself.
âYou and your wizard,â grumbled Erica, shaking out her legs.
âWell, here we are!â said Wiglaf. He felt like calling for Worm, but that would be too risky.
Dudwin