stopped and looked at the present.
‘I just love Roxanna,’ he sighed. ‘I wish
I
could have a sorcery set.’
Selby opened the box and put on the robe and the hat. Holding the wand in his paw, he looked in the mirror.
‘I am Selby the Sorcerer,’ he announced, waving the wand, ‘and you are now my servant. You must do as I say.’
Selby remembered the time Roxanna got a boy from her class who didn’t even like her to do all her homework.
‘Now, let’s see. How does she get the wand to work?
Hocus pocus runkus rand, give me magic in my hand!
Only when Roxanna says it sparkles come out of the wand.’
Selby opened
Roxanna’s Guide to Sorcery
and started reading.
The first step to becoming a real sorcerer
is to empower the wand. Hold the wand
and say these magic words: Hocus pocus
runkus rand, give me magic in my hand!
‘I did it and it doesn’t work,’ Selby said. ‘It’s a dud wand.’
Selby read on.
Magic words are a very personal thing so
feel free to make up your own magic words.
‘Okay. How about:
Mokus pocus fiddly fee, make this thingy work for me
,’ he said. ‘Or:
Unktus frumptus diddly dower, fill this stick with magic power.
Nope.
Selby’s nimble, Selby’s quick, put some magic in this stick’
Selby felt a strange tingling in his paw and for a brief moment he thought he saw sparkles coming out of the wand. And that was when he suddenly caught the terrifying sight of Willy and Billy heading for the front door.
Selby threw everything back in the box and bounded from the lounge to the top of the china cabinet.
A split second later the terrible twins flew through the door.
‘Here’s my prezzie!’ Billy squealed, tipping out the contents of the box.
‘It’s not yours, it’s mine! ‘Willy screamed. ‘It’s my prezzie and you can’t have it!’
Willy grabbed the sorcerer’s hat and put it on only to have Billy grab it off his head. In a second they were punching each other and screaming.
‘You can have it, ‘Willy said finally, ‘cause it’s stupid.’
‘Yeah, it’s about that stupid girl,’ Billy said. ‘Hey, Willy, let’s find that stinky doggy!’
Selby watched as the boys searched the house, leaving muddy footprints everywhere.
‘That poopy stink-dog is gone,’ Willy said. ‘And we’re going to be in big trouble.’
Willy pointed to the mud all around the floor.
‘Yeah,’ Billy said. ‘We can say the doggy did it, Willy.’
‘No, we can’t. Cause doggies don’t have shoes. Hey, I know! Let’s make doggy feet!’
‘What do you mean?’
Billy took off his shoes and went outside into the mud. Then he came in and ran around on his tiptoes.
‘Look, Willy! Doggy feet! The stinky-face will be in big trouble!’
‘I’m gonna make doggy feet too!’
Willy and Billy ran in and out of the house, making little muddy footprints everywhere — including on the lounge, the table and all the chairs.
‘I can’t believe it!’ Selby thought. ‘When they walk on their tippy toes it does sort of look like my paw prints. The Trifles will think that I did this!’
Selby couldn’t stand it any longer.
‘Stop it, you idiots!’ he bellowed.
Willy and Billy stopped and looked up.
‘It’s him, Willy,’ Billy said. ‘And he talked again! Let’s get him!’
Willy and Billy struggled to climb the china cabinet but soon gave up and started rocking it back and forth.
‘Cut it out!’ Selby yelled. ‘You’re going to break everything!’
Willy laughed and then lay on his back, making muddy dog tracks on the side of the cabinet.
‘Great,’ Selby thought. ‘If this tips over the Trifles will think I did it.’
‘Okay, stop,’ he said, jumping down. ‘You’ve had your fun so go home.’
‘Now we’re going to get you,’ Willy said.
Selby backed away from the boys as he looked around for a weapon. He bent down and snatched up the sorcerer’s wand.
‘One step more,’ he said, ‘and I’ll hit you with … with this.’
Selby looked
‘I just love Roxanna,’ he sighed. ‘I wish
I
could have a sorcery set.’
Selby opened the box and put on the robe and the hat. Holding the wand in his paw, he looked in the mirror.
‘I am Selby the Sorcerer,’ he announced, waving the wand, ‘and you are now my servant. You must do as I say.’
Selby remembered the time Roxanna got a boy from her class who didn’t even like her to do all her homework.
‘Now, let’s see. How does she get the wand to work?
Hocus pocus runkus rand, give me magic in my hand!
Only when Roxanna says it sparkles come out of the wand.’
Selby opened
Roxanna’s Guide to Sorcery
and started reading.
The first step to becoming a real sorcerer
is to empower the wand. Hold the wand
and say these magic words: Hocus pocus
runkus rand, give me magic in my hand!
‘I did it and it doesn’t work,’ Selby said. ‘It’s a dud wand.’
Selby read on.
Magic words are a very personal thing so
feel free to make up your own magic words.
‘Okay. How about:
Mokus pocus fiddly fee, make this thingy work for me
,’ he said. ‘Or:
Unktus frumptus diddly dower, fill this stick with magic power.
Nope.
Selby’s nimble, Selby’s quick, put some magic in this stick’
Selby felt a strange tingling in his paw and for a brief moment he thought he saw sparkles coming out of the wand. And that was when he suddenly caught the terrifying sight of Willy and Billy heading for the front door.
Selby threw everything back in the box and bounded from the lounge to the top of the china cabinet.
A split second later the terrible twins flew through the door.
‘Here’s my prezzie!’ Billy squealed, tipping out the contents of the box.
‘It’s not yours, it’s mine! ‘Willy screamed. ‘It’s my prezzie and you can’t have it!’
Willy grabbed the sorcerer’s hat and put it on only to have Billy grab it off his head. In a second they were punching each other and screaming.
‘You can have it, ‘Willy said finally, ‘cause it’s stupid.’
‘Yeah, it’s about that stupid girl,’ Billy said. ‘Hey, Willy, let’s find that stinky doggy!’
Selby watched as the boys searched the house, leaving muddy footprints everywhere.
‘That poopy stink-dog is gone,’ Willy said. ‘And we’re going to be in big trouble.’
Willy pointed to the mud all around the floor.
‘Yeah,’ Billy said. ‘We can say the doggy did it, Willy.’
‘No, we can’t. Cause doggies don’t have shoes. Hey, I know! Let’s make doggy feet!’
‘What do you mean?’
Billy took off his shoes and went outside into the mud. Then he came in and ran around on his tiptoes.
‘Look, Willy! Doggy feet! The stinky-face will be in big trouble!’
‘I’m gonna make doggy feet too!’
Willy and Billy ran in and out of the house, making little muddy footprints everywhere — including on the lounge, the table and all the chairs.
‘I can’t believe it!’ Selby thought. ‘When they walk on their tippy toes it does sort of look like my paw prints. The Trifles will think that I did this!’
Selby couldn’t stand it any longer.
‘Stop it, you idiots!’ he bellowed.
Willy and Billy stopped and looked up.
‘It’s him, Willy,’ Billy said. ‘And he talked again! Let’s get him!’
Willy and Billy struggled to climb the china cabinet but soon gave up and started rocking it back and forth.
‘Cut it out!’ Selby yelled. ‘You’re going to break everything!’
Willy laughed and then lay on his back, making muddy dog tracks on the side of the cabinet.
‘Great,’ Selby thought. ‘If this tips over the Trifles will think I did it.’
‘Okay, stop,’ he said, jumping down. ‘You’ve had your fun so go home.’
‘Now we’re going to get you,’ Willy said.
Selby backed away from the boys as he looked around for a weapon. He bent down and snatched up the sorcerer’s wand.
‘One step more,’ he said, ‘and I’ll hit you with … with this.’
Selby looked
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