The Catchers by Stuart J. Kent

Author:Stuart J. Kent
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Troubador Publishing
Published: 2018-01-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Back outside in the warm afternoon sunshine the little catcher group stood by Streak and the cart once more.

“Well, that was embarrassing,” Colin muttered in disbelief before he climbed back into the old wooden cart.

“It could have been worse,” muttered Marty.

“I’m a stupid, stupid, stupid old fool,” grumbled Colin shaking his head annoyed at himself. “How could I just walk into the offices of the Magic Ministry high council, and think I was just going to catch a dark wizard just like that, stupid, stupid, stupid!”

“Don’t say that, Uncle, you’re not stupid, you’re a very clever man and you’re witty, and still very active for a man of your age,” Trixie said cuddling his arm to comfort him.

“Oh thank you, my dear, you are very sweet to say that, but I think time may be catching up with me, in my youth I would never had made a mistake like that, but now…” he sighed regretfully.

“Nonsense, Uncle, you’re not even a hundred, in fact you’re still practically a kid compared to some old wizards, after all Merlin was three hundred before he decided to retire from the council,” replied Trixie, trying to cheer him up.

“That’s true!” Colin agreed, nodding.

“See you’re only half an old fool,” grinned Marty.

Ignoring Marty’s attempt at a joke Trixie continued,

“Look it’s just been a long day, let’s just go home and get something to eat and some rest.”

“Yes, perhaps you’re right,” Colin said, cheering up a bit before taking up Streak’s reins and giving them a gentle tug.

“Personally, I reckon he’s losing his dusty old mind,” sniggered Marty.

“Oh I know, let’s put him in a wizarding home for the elderly. Oooh! Dibs on his room!”

“That’s enough from you,” snapped Trixie dropping an empty glass jar over Marty and trapping him inside.

“Hey, that’s not funny,” grumbled Marty from inside the jar. “Let me out!”

Later that evening, back at their cottage in Teathorpe, after a lovely home-cooked meal, they all sat around the fireplace, relaxing. Trixie and Jamie sat on the old green sofa playing cards, Marty sat in his miniature doll’s chair on a side table reading a book and Colin sat in his favourite red wing-back chair blowing on his bubble pipe while contemplating the day’s events.

“Tell me again what you saw in the other room?” he asked breaking the silence of the evening.

“As I said before, it was all big props for the carnival floats, nothing dark or sinister just glittery and large,” replied Trixie before laying down a card upon the pile between her and Jamie.

“And squeaky,” added Marty.

Colin took a deep, long breath then spoke again.

“And Jamie, you saw nothing unusual?”

“No, not really,” replied Jamie. “Well, there was a crown and a street map of the parade route, but that was it.”

“Unfortunately, that’s not helpful either, the crown is just for the parade day king or queen, it’s nothing of any real importance and you can get a map of the parade route at any kiosk around the city,” sighed Colin before blowing more bubbles on his pipe.

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