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to get spellcasting right. None of the words made any sense.
"Soppy... what does that mean, Miss?" she asked.

Rory sniggered again.

"Never mind what it means, Rhianna, just say it." Mrs. Greenapple was a little impatient this morning, and
her voice showed it.

"Yes, Rhianna, just say it, stupid," mimicked Rory, so low that Mrs. Greenapple didn't quite hear him.

"What was that, Rory?" she asked.

"Nothing, Miss," said Rory, virtuously. "Just going over the chant in my book."

Mrs. Greenapple nodded, and bent over Rhianna's desk again.

Rhianna hated being singled out like this. "Doremus dorema doremasa, sleepy soppy enormously..."

"Dormousey, Rhianna--oh, no! Stop! I didn't mean that!"

Too late. There was a sudden thump. Rhianna swung around in her seat, and there was Tom Bodger,
slumped forward over his desk. The thump had been his head hitting it. He was fast asleep, snoring like a
bulldog pup.

Mrs. Greenapple pressed a hand to her mouth. Then she glared at Rhianna. "Now look what you did,"
she said crossly.

"Me?" asked Rhianna.

"Yes, you." The teacher shook Tom's shoulder. He stayed asleep, snorting a little. "You said
'enormously.' You must have increased the power of the spell." She put her hand on Tom's head and said
something in a whisper. It made no difference. Tom was sound asleep.

"But you said the next word, the one that--" started Rhianna.

Mrs. Greenapple cut her off. "Never mind what I said. Just help me wake Tom up."

Just like always, Rhianna thought. First they tell you to listen to everything they say, and then they
tell you not to. It isn't fair.

Rory put on an expression of great concern. "Miss," he called, "has she killed Tom? Should I get my
uncle?"

Rory's uncle was the nearest thing the village had to a real wizard. Mr. Spellwright had a spell shop, just
down the street.

"No need, thank you, Rory," said Mrs. Greenapple, hauling Tom upright. "He's just asleep."

But Tom wouldn't wake up, not right away. They had to carry him out and put his head under the pump,
and all he did at first was blow happy little bubbles. It took twenty minutes and two buckets of water to