Danger! Wizard at Work! by Kate McMullan

Author:Kate McMullan
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Penguin USA, Inc.

Chapter 7

Wiglaf’s crest flashed. He felt his blood turn cold. He had never been so scared.

Angus reached over and took one of Wiglaf’s claws. Erica held the other.

What was Earl von Flambe talking about? Wiglaf wondered. How could he, Wiglaf of Pinwick, be the most wicked dragon slayer in the whole world?

And suddenly, it hit him.

“I know where I heard that name,” he whispered. “Seetha! Seetha von Flambe!”

Seetha was a terrible dragon, and her son Gorzil was just as bad. Wiglaf had slain Gorzil—by accident, of course. Then Seetha came after Wiglaf, seeking revenge. He had spent a ghastly afternoon clutched in her claw. He shuddered, remembering how she’d dangled him high above the DSA castle moat. Wiglaf had drawn the dagger he’d hidden in his boot. But the thought of actually stabbing anyone—even Seetha—made him feel so sick that he’d dropped it. The dagger’s tip had hit Seetha’s toe, which caused her to fall into the moat, where she sank to the bottom. So Wiglaf had more or less slain Seetha, too.

“Seetha had lots of children,” said Angus.

“Three-thousand six-hundred eighty-four,” said Erica, who had a head for numbers.

“Earl must be one of them.” Wiglaf swallowed. He stared at the angry dragon ranting on and on at the front of the class. Earl looked like Seetha. He had the same swamp-green scales. The same burnt-orange horn. Same yellow eyes. Same mossy green teeth.

“We’ll summon Zelnoc,” Erica whispered.

“Right after class,” added Angus.

Wiglaf could tell that his friends were trying to appear calm. But they looked almost as frightened as he felt. Right now, however, there was nothing to do but sit and listen to Earl von Flambe.

“If I ever find this Viglaf, also known as Viggie, I vill vack off his head!” Earl was saying. “I vill vomp him! I vill vallop him! I vill put him on a spit and flambe him!”

Please, please don’t let Zelnoc’s dragon spell wear off now! Wiglaf chanted over and over while Earl showed his students how to hiss green sparks.

“Ssssssssso cool!” said Angus, producing a shower of sparks.

“Sssssssssssuper!” said Erica, spitting sparks galore.

“Try it, Wiggie,” said Erica.

“I’m too scared,” said Wiglaf.

Suddenly, Earl von Flambe was standing next to Wiglaf’s desk.

“Vhat are you vaiting for?” said Earl. “Vhere are your sparks?”

“Ssssssomewhere,” Wiglaf hissed. But no green sparks appeared.

Earl von Flambe wrinkled his brow. “Vhat do you know,” he mumbled. “A dragon that vill not spit sparks. Very vorrisome.” He walked off, shaking his head.

“Buck up, Wiggie,” said Erica. “We’ll be out of here soon.”

“The sooner the better,” said Wiggie, sending a lone spark into the air.

At last, Earl von Flambe said, “I vill dismiss you now. Farevell!”

Wiglaf was the first dragon out the door.

“Come on,” he said, when Erica and Angus straggled out the door. “We have to summon Zelnoc.”

“Hey, Wiglaf? Oops, I mean, Blinky?” said Angus. “Let’s stick around for one more class.”

“What?” said Wiglaf. “No!”

“Come on, Wiggie,” said Erica. “Please? It’s Flying Class. Once Zelnoc changes us back, we won’t be able to fly, ever again.

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