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(gentle string music)

(flames blazing)

- [Worker] Close the valve!

- [Worker] The fire is coming around, hurry!

(shouting)

-There she is! - She has the flower seeds.

- [Worker] Don't let her get away!

(tense music)

(explosion booming)

- [Woman] Don't just stand there. Get her!

(gasmng)

(gentle music)

(squawking)

(calming music)

- [Mary] Oh, I'm so bored.

- [Miss Banks] Mary, have you finished unpacking?

- Uh... unpacking.Ah, yes!

(groaning)

Aww, no!

Well, that's one box unpacked at least.

Hi, I'm Mary Smith and I'm starting at your school today.

I hate my hair.

(groans)

- [Miss Banks] Lunch is ready, come on down.

- Coming!

- I wonder if she has finished unpacking.

- Oh I doubt it.

Last time I cleaned in there,

those boxes were still untouched.

(footsteps stomping)

- Nearly done with my unpacking, Great-Aunt Charlotte.

- Good girl.

- Hello, Miss Banks. Let me help.

-That's all right, love.

- We have somewhere very important to go today, Mary.

- Great!

I'd love to come. I can help.

(gasmng)

(straining)

- Oh dear.

- I'm really sorry.

- Don't worry. You don't have to help out...

That's my job. Hmm?

- Oh. (Charlotte laughs)

Oh, please, allow me.

- [Charlotte] Thank you, dear.

- So, where are we going today?

Somewhere nice? Somewhere interesting?

I'm so excited.

Will there be other kids to play with?

(laughs nervously)

- Sorry, dear, it's a funeral. Forgot to say.

- Oh, so I won't be coming with you?

- We'll be back by six. Perhaps another day we'll go out.

-You can watch TV until we're back.

- [Mary] But it's broken.

- Eh?

(banging)

Oh my, you're right...

We should probably get that looked at.

- [Charlotte] Hmm.Yes, we should.

- Oh, by the way, your parents called earlier, Mary.

- Really? Are they coming soon?

- [Miss Banks]They're not quite finished with work yet,

so it will be a little while longer

before they can come.

- Oh, I see.

- It's a good thing you came here ahead of them.

If you'd have come with them,

you'd have started school later

than everybody else, wouldn't you?

- But there's still a week left...

- [Miss Banks] It will fly by.

Once summer break's over, the kids will be back

and Redmanor Village will be swarming

with the little blighters again.

- I'll die of boredom first, probably.

(dog groans)

- Here. I've made you a picnic.

It's the perfect day to get out.

- Oh, thank you, Miss Banks.

- I'm sorry, Mary, but we'll be sure to be back home by supper.

- Okay.

(soft music)

Look, there's Zebedee.

I'll go and see if he needs any help.

- Don't get in the way of his work, now, Mary.

- No, I won't.

Confucius, are you coming?

I'll take that as a "no" then.

See you later!

- [Charlotte] Have fun, Mary.

- [Miss Banks] Will you look at her go.

You're meant to look twice before you leap.

She hardly looks at all.

-That's what I love most about her, Miss Banks.

- Zebedee!

Hello?

Where did he go?

(shouts)

Oh, Zebedee!

- Something wrong?

-You made me jump, you just seemed to pop

out of the shrubbery.

- [Zebedee] A good gardener's part of the landscape.

- Can I help with that? Can I?

- [Zebedee] Here, take these.

-Thank you, Zebedee!

-You be careful with those now.

- Yes.

(gasps)

Oh... I'm very sorry.

- Never mind...

Children and dogs just aren't cut out for gardening.

- Right!

See, I knew I could do it.

I just wish I had a smaller broom.

(shouting)

(shouting)

(laughing)

- It's a person under there (laughs).

Thought it was a monkey. A red-haired monkey...

...covered in leaves!

(laughing)

-That's nice! Didn't your parents teach you any manners?

- Oh! I was supposed to deliver something.

- Hey wait!

- Hello, Miss Banks!

- Hello, Peter, good to see you.

- Peter...?

- [Peter] My mum asked me to bring these to you.

-That's very kind. Working hard instead...

...of having a holiday, are we?

-Yes. Mum needs all the help she can get.

- [Miss Banks] How is your Mum, Peter?

- [Peter] She's fine. She'll be at the Mayor's funeral.

- Oh! I look forward to seeing her there then.

Oh Zebedee. can you bring the car around?

- Right here.You missed one.

See you later!

(groaning)

(cat growling)

- Do you want some?

Go on... it's nice.

You know, I feel sorry for you, being born a black cat.

Everyone calling you unlucky.

I can relate though.

I've got this frizzy red hair,

and no friends to eat my lunch with.

And I'm rubbish at absolutely everything.

It's not for lack of trying.

I try all right.

But nothing good ever seems to happen in my life.

Hey! Wait, I haven't finished complaining about my life.

Huh? Weren't you just black?

(gentle music)

How did you do that?

I've never been in these woods before.

Oh, wait!

I'll get lost if I lose sight of you!

Slow down! You're going too fast.

What happened here?

Of course.There's two of you.

Look at that, you're a couple.

(growling)

What's wrong?

(soft music)

Beautiful...

(cats growling)

I'm only taking one.

What are you called, I wonder.

(cats growling)

Isn't it lovely?

I found it in the woods.

I was following two cats. A gray one and a black one...

Hm, I wonder where they're from.

-The black one is Tib, the gray one is Gib.

They belong to that young lad, Peter.

- Peter...

Argh... not him!

- [Zebedee] Not that cats really belong

to any one, of course.

I must say, I'm surprised you found this

on your first trip to the forest, young lady.

That flower's called a Fly-by-Night.

- Fly-by-Night?

-That's her most common name,

though she's anything but common.

They only grow in these woods and they only bloom

once every seven years.

In fact, this is the first time I've seen one.

They say witches used to seek it out.

- Witches?

- [Zebedee] Aye... The Witch's Flower.

- The Witch's Flower?

(mysterious music) (zapping)

(banging)

What's that?

(cat growling)

Tib!

What's the matter?

What happened?

Did you get into some sort of fight with Gib?

Oh... you're shivering.

Don't be scared now... I've got you.

Let's get some rest, and tomorrow we'll go look for Gib.

Tib?

Where's he gone?

I wonder if he went to go look for Gib by himself?

- [Charlotte] Mary.

- Morning, Great-Aunt Charlotte.

- Morning, dear.

Mary, I have a little favor to ask of you,

if you wouldn't mind.

- A favor! No, not at all!

- Would you deliver this for me?

- Of course I will!

- [Charlotte] Here. I've written down the name

and address for you.

- Right. Consider it done.

- Oh, Mary, one more thing...

Don't go into the woods today.

There's a dreadful mist.

- [Mary] Okay, bye!

- And off she goes (chuckles).

(humming)

- 51,Village of Redmanor, to Peter.

Peter...!?

Of all the people in the village, it has to be him.

-Well. Red-haired monkey!

- I happen to have a name, you know.

It's Mary Smith, actually!

- Okay. Hello Mary.

Huh? What's this?

- [Mary] I don't know. Something for you

from my Great-Aunt Charlotte.

- Brilliant. Raspberry jam!

The raspberries from Redmanor are the best ever. Yes!

(laughing)

Well, I'd better go say thank you!

(clears throat)

- I can't chat now. I'm going to go look forTib.

-Tib? Wait!

Mary! Was Tib over at your place last night?

-Yes, but he disappeared this morning.

- Was Gib there, too?

I haven't seen her since yesterday.

- She and Tib... I saw them together in the woods yesterday.

- [Peter] You really ought to stay away from the woods.

With all this mist... it's dangerous.

-You don't have to come along.

- I want to find them, too.

They are my cats, you know.

Hey, stop!

Everyone knows you're not supposed to go into the woods

on misty days.

- Oh.You're scared. Coward...

- Hey, I said wait! Red-haired monkey!

-You be quiet!

It's not like I chose to have this frizzy red hair.

I hate it! I wish I could change, but I can't.

- Mary.

- Leave me alone!

- Hey! At least let me come with you.

- Don't you dare follow me!

- Fine. Go by yourself.

- I will never ever forgive him.

Never, ever, ever!

(gentle music)

It is misty.

Tib!

I thought I might find you here... Hm?

Tib, what are you doing with that flower?

(velps)

(screams)

0w.

This isn't where we came before.

Tib!

Hey...

What's the matter? Why did you bring me

all the way out here?

Is that a... broomstick?

It is. I wonder what it's doing all the way out here.

(velps)

Wow! It must be really old.

Hmm. I wonder what this says.

But look at this,Tib! It's exactly the right height for me.

Maybe now I'll be able to help Zebedee.

Tib, what'd you do that for?

(gasmng)

What is going on? (screams)

What did that flower do?

Wait, hold on... (yelps)

No!

Please put me down!

(exciting music)

(screaming)

No, no, no, no, no! Hold on Tib!

Tib, where are we?

(cat growls)

(thunder clapping)

Where on earth are you taking me?

(intense music)

(screaming)

(calming music)

Tib, is this some sort of dream?

I wonder what's in there.

What? Wait!

What are you doing? Stop!

(exciting music)

What did you do that for?

Somebody really likes brooms.

- [Flanagan] Well now, you've made quite a mess, haven't you?

(screams)

- [Mary] Who are you?

- I'm Flanagan... and I get to clean all this up.

So, I'm guessing you'll be wanting a few lessons, then.

You attempted that landing much too quickly.

Whoa. Steady, boy! Steady there!

Good lad.There's a good lad. Whoa, that tickles!

Now you stand quiet. Rest here 'til you're needed again.

Good broom.

Now, make sure you take better care of him from now on!

All brooms should be parked right here in the stables.

That's a very strict rule here!

- But I don't even know where here is.

I've never even been here before.

-That's for sure, 'cause if I taught you,

you'd know how to ride that broom properly,

and not have fallen off at my feet, making a great big mess.

- Wait. Did you say you teach broom riding?

- I used to, but things change.

Ah, the new students don't know what they're missing.

- New students?

What do you mean?

(laughing)

- As if you don't know what I mean!

It's as plain as the nose on your familiar

that you're a new student!

- My familiar? No, his name's Tib, he's--

(bell moaning)

- Ho ho! Quick as you like!

That's the first bell.

They're especially strict about tardiness!

-Who are? Hold on.Wait up!

- Hip, hop, hip, hop, hop. Hurry up!

Hip, hop...

- Now would be a good time to wake up from this dream.

And why did he callTib a familiar?

- Because that's what he is.

Black as night and eyes like emeralds.

What else could he be?

He's as much a familiar as you are a witch.

And that's as plain as the nose on your wee face.

- No!

- [Flanagan]You don't have to pretend around here.

Come now. Let's not be late for classes

on your first day!

- But, I'm not a new pupil.

- Hip, hip, hip, hip.

And here we are.

- [Mary] I didn't know you could get so out of breath

in a dream.

(cat growls)

-Tib!

- Sorry, but this little fellow will have

to be on a leash on campus.That's the rule.

- Campus?

- Of course. Endor College!

- Endor College.

-This here's the main entrance.

Many a fine witch has passed through these gates.

As you know, it's one of the most prestigious schools

for witches, dating back to the days of dragons.

Oh! I have to read something to you.

Come here, come with me.

- Okay...

-This is Endor College Campus Rule Number One.

Now learn this or there will be trouble.

-Trouble?

- Ready? Ahem!

"Trespassers will be transformed." And repeat.

- "Trespassers will be transformed."

-That's right.Those who enter the campus falsely

will be transformed into something other than themselves.

(banging)

See you later. New pupils get the tour

from the headmistress herself.

- No, wait!

- [Flanagan] Must be off.Toodle pip! Bye now!

- What do you think,Tib?

(mysterious music)

Should we go in?

How peculiar.

(banging)

(Tib growls)

Well,Tib, on we go.

There's no sense in looking back.

Don't be scared,Tib. I'm not scared.

(growling)

(velping)

(explosion booming)

- Ahh, you must be the new girl.

Greetings and good day.

Welcome to you and your familiar.

- I think there may have been some misunderstanding.

- With this lovely hair, I doubt it.

- I shouldn't be here!

- I hope you're not suggesting

you're some sort of trespasser!

- Me? No, I'm the new girl. That's me.

- Of course. Excellent.

(mischievous music)

I am Headmistress Mumblechook... and your name?

- Um, Mary Smith, Madam.

- Welcome to Endor College, Mary Smith!

-Thanks.

- Hm, you'll be pleased to know this is the most

exceptionally exclusive college of magic.

Only the chosen may enroll.

- College of Magic?

- Come now. Let me assist and acquaint you

with our curious campus.

- [Mary] This is...

- [Mumblechook] This is the main hall.

It is here that we collect sunlight to illuminate

the college in all hours, all weather.

- [Mary] I was going to say "amazing"...

- It is that as well.

- Look,Tib, over there.

- [Students] Morning, Madam.

- [Mumblechook] Marvelous morning.

- How do those elevators work?

-They're electric, my dear.

Electricity is also a form of magic.

Come and see the classrooms

and then we can discuss enrollment.

(Mary yelping)

(humming)

This is the first year classroom.

As you can see, all first years have broom-riding lessons.

- And up... straight!

- [Mumblechook] It can take up to a year

to master it completely.

- [Mary] I see.

- But you wouldn't need anywhere near a year.

- Why?

- I saw you arrive.You were quite adept with that broom.

(laughs)

Now let's have you see something a little more specialized.

- Specialized?

- Magic aeronautics, magic history, magic chemistry...

We offer a multitude of magical majors here.

But at Endor College, what we are best known for

are our courses on transformation,

decidedly the most difficult.

- I'm sure.

Oh dear.

Seems like there'll be an awful lot of studying.

What about sports, or field trips even?

- Certainly, there are many recreations here.

My personal favorite is the aerial gymkhana,

held in December.

At Endor, we cultivate witches and warlocks

who excel in mind, body and spirit.

- Amazing!

- [Mumblechook]The dining hall is state of the art.

Students eat whatever they please.

Every meal is nutritionally balanced

and mouth-wateringly delicious.

- I think my favorite subject will be lunch.

- Mary, someone with your talent would certainly

be a credit to Endor.

Quite extraordinary.

- [Mary] Talent? Talent for what?

- As a witch, Mary Smith... A remarkable witch.

Do you really think I didn't see the insignia

on your hand?

- [Mary] What? Oh... this.

-Yes, that. And no schooling,

yet look how much you can do.

Witches your age can barely sweep up with a broom,

let alone ride one, and you've somehow tamed

a perfect familiar.

-Thanks, I'm not used to compliments.

I'm blushing, I think.

- My dear, have a look and see.

And see what I see.

This red hair of yours, like a burning flame.

Red-haired witches have always been supremely superior.

No other color is more coveted for witches

And on someone like you...

You're a once-in-a-century talent.

(Mary chuckles)

This is the laboratory.

In the second year, you'll immerse yourself

in the study of chemistry.

- [Mary] Chemistry? Not magic?

-What is potion-making but chemistry by another name,

as the renowned Doctor Dee is fond of saying.

Surely you've heard of him?

- What? What? Yes, of course I have.

Um, Doctor Dee... (chuckles).

- Hm, I'd like you to meet him.

Doctor!

- Madam Mumblechook, you know I hate induction...

I mean interruption.

I am conducting an analysis of the test results

we collected the other day.

I must calibrate every comparative compound

with absolute zero interference.

My positive energy is being used to devise meticulous plans.

- Uh huh.

- Doctor, allow me to introduce our newest pupil,

Miss Mary Smith.

She's a genuine prodigy and look

at this ravishing red hair.

- Indeed, red, ruby, crimson, scarlet, copper,

all marvelous colors, marvelous, yes.

The recessive gene that causes red hair

only occurs in one to two percent of the population.

But I'm forgetting my manners. How do you do, Miss Mary?

- [Mary] How do you do?

- Doctor Dee does well. And what he doesn't know

about science and magic, he soon will.

- l have a question for you, Mary.

Now, if we have two virtual worlds

in two different dimensions and call the one on the plane

of x "Pattern Turtle", and we call the dimension

that represents magic "Pattern Crane",

which of the two patterns do you think

is the more effective approach

in biogeochemical analysis?

Hmm? Any ideas?

Pattern Turtle, or Pattern Crane?

- Hmm...Turtle... I think?

-Turtle, you say? That's impossible!

No, you're right, you may indeed be right.

You've carved out a new path.

Splendid, Mary, splendid!

- So you're well-versed in chemistry!

-Yeah, I'm not bad at science.

- [Dee] Excellent! Then shall I show you

our most advanced class?

- [Mary] Yes please.

-These are the finest students at Endor College.

- What?

Where?

I don't see anyone.

- Exactly! It's going rather well.

(clapping)

- Oh my.

- Invisibility is a most difficult discipline.

- Let's see you try it.

- Grizel! - What?

- [Dee] Let her borrow your orb.

- [Mary] That's okay, I'm not really

interested in invisibility.

- Here! (gasps)

(Tib growls)

- Sorry, Tib.

- Now watch the orb and concentrate, my dear.

- But...

The Fly-by-Night marks.

- Now, Miss Mary... dissolve every cell, every atom

in your body.

Concentrate on the fusion between magic and mind!

(applauding) (Tib growls)

- Whatever happens, happens!

Now what did Doctor Dee say?

Dissolve my cells? Disappear, disappear,

disappear, disappear, disappear,

disappear, disappear.

- She's doing it!

- Superb!

(Tib growls)

- Disappear, disappear, disappear,

disappear, disappear, disappear!

Now what? What's happening?

- Could it be that she's actually surpassed the ability

to make herself invisible?

-This is not going well.

(Tib growls)

Tib!

- Excellent! That was quite excellent, Mary Smith.

Where did you acquire such skill?

That was most advanced.

- Well, I didn't expect that.

You may well be a prodigy the likes of which

are rarely seen, Miss Mary!

- Me? No.

-That is the power of the red-haired witch.

(students chattering) - She's amazing!

-Yes, I mean that was probably only forty percent of my power.

(students chattering loudly)

- [Dee] Extraordinary!

-What an honor it is to welcome such a witch.

Whilst clearly you will learn from us,

it seems we may ultimately learn something from you.

Welcome, dear!

-Thank you. I'm looking forward to it, Madam.

- [Dee] A round of applause for the enrollment

of Mary Smith, a prodigy who has reached

the convergent boundary between magical ability

and scientific mind!

(cheefing)

- It'll be fine,Tib, I'll make a great witch.

-You'll see! - Mary Smith!

(ringing)

- [Mary] What a day, eh Tib?

- When we get to my office, I'll give you the enrollment

forms to fill out straightaway.

- [Mary] Yes, with pleasure.

- Now, this will be of interest to you, Mary.

This is where I carry out my experiments

in transformation magic.

- [Mary] What's in there?

- It's a strongroom. We need to make sure

that the transformation experiments are... secure.

(gasmng)

- A young specimen.

This one should make an excellent test subject.

(monkey screeching)

- [Mumblechook] Oh, Doctor Dee has had wonderful success

turning powerless animals into magical beings.

- Powerless animals?

(Tib growls)

Come back!

- No no.

You really don't want to be in there.

-Tib! What's wrong with you?

- (laughs)You ought to keep better control

of your familiar.

- Sorry. (screeching)

What's that?

Doctor Dee, what was that?

- Failures! Alas, there can be

no progress without failures.

- Failures?

- Oh yes, each one a lesson...

The building blocks of success.

You see, the development of science and magic

is built on failures.

See you in one diurnal turning, little prodigy.

- Come along, Miss Mary. You should be on your way,

before it gets dark.

- Coming.

J3 Enrollment forms, enrollment forms J’

J> Where did I put those enrollment forms? J7

I'm sorry, do feel free to wait for me upstairs.

- Oh, sure.

-They must be here somewhere.

You'll find some interesting artifacts up there.

It's my personal museum of magic.

I'm very proud of it.

Some of the items date back to ancient times.

Of course, it will be no time at all

before someone of your talents gets to use them, my dear.

- Oh my.

(garbling)

Ew.

- [Mumblechook] Well how odd!

The application form for honor students

should be here somewhere.

-The Fly-by-Night!

(gasmng)

Master Spells.

The spell to eliminate darkness.

The spell to make something rotten.

The spell to ease stomach pains.

The spell to deflect an enemy's attack.

A book of magic spells.

- [Mumblechook] Mary, my dear, perhaps you should serve

as the Endor College student representative?

You could start tomorrow.

- What?

ReaHy?

-Yes, really! You're more than qualified.

I can't think of anyone better to represent the school.

Let's see, perhaps you should also head up

the festival committee.

- Maybe, but...

- And you could lead the study tours.

And wouldn't it be wonderful if you could represent us

at the academic conference too.

Well, some people might get a bit jealous

but no starting student has ever been this talented.

- Madam, wait. I'm not.

- [Mumblechook] Not what?

- It's not true. I'm not talented.

I can fly on the broom, and I can become invisible

but it's all thanks to a mysterious flower.

- Flower?

Did you say "a flower"?

- [Mary] Well, uh...

- "A mysterious flower", Mary?

-Yes, but I... - Where is it?

- What?

-You appear to be hiding something behind your back.

- [Mary] Me? No, no, no, no.

- [Mumblechook]Then what is it that you're holding?

- [Mary] Oh, no, it's nothing.

- Show me your hands!

Oh. And what might this be, my dear?

I don't recognize these strange symbols.

"51 Village of Redmanor, to Peter." Oh.

- Yes, you see, the flower belongs to him.

I don't really understand how it works myself.

Peter's very talented, much more than me.

- I'd like to keep this if I may, Mary.

- Uh, sure.

-Tremendous. In that case I'll go and fetch

the enrollment form.

You'll fill it out and bring it tomorrow. All right?

- Yes, ma'am.

No need to see me off, I can find my own way.

But thank you for today.

- And tomorrow, we'll debate the discontinuity

of Filio Functions.

- Look who's here.

- Mr. Flanagan! Oh, good to see you.

And my broomstick! Thanks.

- Well now, your mistress has come back for you.

- But I'm not sure I can find my own way home.

- Don't worry. The broomstick knows the way.

Am I glad to see you! Now, nice and gentle.

Come on,Tib, we're off now.

Tib?

What's the matter?

- He's a cat, so he might just be sulking.

You never know with them. Or perhaps,

he doesn't want to leave.

Cats do have an affinity for magic, after all.

-Tib, let's go home. I'll give you a nice saucer

of warm milk.

- Good! Now I want you to hold on tight.

- Okay.

-The girl's broomstick...

-You've a good broomstick there. Look after it.

Away! (Mary screams)

- [Mary] I said gentler this time!

- Congratulations, Madam. What a splendid witch

we have enrolling with us.

She brings great promise to Endor College.

-That girl has discovered where the flowers are.

- A discovery indeed...

What did you just say?

The flowers! You don't mean?

- Yes.

-The stolen Fly-by-Nights!

How could you possibly let her leave, Madam?

- She's going to bring them right to us.

We have her like a cat on a leash.

(mysterious music)

- Oh the book! I shouldn't have taken it.

Tib, are you okay?

Are you cross with me?

I was scared. I didn't mean to take it.

It just sort of happened.

At least we got away before Madam realized.

I thought she was going to eat me alive.

Anyone else would've done the same thing.

(screaming)

(groaning)

Little broomstick?

I guess the magic's faded. But it wasn't a dream, was it?

Tib! Where are you off to?

Zebedee was right. Cats really don't belong to anyone.

(groans)

Oh, my bum!

- Mary?

Is that you, Mary?

- Great-Aunt Charlotte! Yes, it's me!

- [Charlotte] Oh my dear!

- I'm not dreaming, I knew it.

- We were very worried, you know, Mary.

- Mary, slow down, you'll get indigestion.

- Sorry, but I'm so hungry, Miss Banks!

- It must've been a wonderful day, then, Mary.

- Um, let me see...

Yes, it really was! It was very exciting.

- Do try to come home a little earlier tomorrow, eh?

- Now Miss Banks. Go easy on her.

Mary's back safe and sound, right?

- Oh, yes! And it's so nice to be home.

- Home, you say?

(sighs)

- "Fill out the enrollment form and bring it tomorrow,

if you would be so kind, Miss Smith."

(giggles) I am not going back there!

"You truly are a remarkable talent, with your red hair."

"You may well be a prodigy, Miss Mary!"

"You should serve as Endor's student representative."

(banging)

- [Miss Banks] I'm coming.

Why, Zebedee. What is it?

What's the matter?

- [Zebedee] It's Peter, we can't find him anywhere.

- Peter?

- [Charlotte] Zebedee, what do you think has happened?

- No one's seen him. He's been missing all afternoon.

His bicycle was found at the edge of the woods.

- [Miss Banks] He's not gone into the woods

with all that mist about.

Peter knows better than that.

- Oh, my goodness...

- [Miss Banks] Now, now. It's Peter we're talking about.

He'll be home in no time.

- We're looking everywhere.

I'm sure we'll find him.

- [Charlotte] Do take care.

- [Miss Banks] Give our regards to his mother.

- I will. Good night.

(door clunks)

- He must've gone back into the woods looking for me.

(banging) (Tib growling)

Tib!

(mysterious music)

What's this?

- Mary Smith, the imposter witch.

How dare you taint the noble establishment

that is Endor College?

Did you really think you could fool us?

Well now, it seems that your friend has drifted here

along with the mist.

- [Mary] Peter!

- It was easy finding him, thanks to all your help.

If you want to save him, you must bring me

the Witch's Flower.

And since it only blooms once every seven years,

you'd better be quick. But if you decide not to come,

there's a rule, remember?

That "all trespassers will be transformed."

I'll see you soon, imposter witch!

(Tib growls)

- No!

It's all my fault.

(mysterious music)

(Tib growls)

I know,Tib. But we have to go.

Hey wait!

(yelping) (exciting music)

- Mary?

- Please, I need you to fly quietly or we'll be found out.

Come on,Tib!

(suspenseful music)

To Endor College.

- Mary... where are you, Mary?

(gasps)

But this is...

(breathing heavily)

Mary?

-Thank you.

Wait for me here.

(broom mumbles)

Here we go, Tib.

Hey... Hey, wait for me.

(ominous music)

- [Mumblechook] Oh, look who it is. Back so soon?

Are you having trouble with your enrollment form?

Needless to say, we've been expecting you.

- Indeed. In fact your return was faster

than Gelman's magical reaction.

- Now, where is he?

- Excellent! The Fly-by-Night.

It's quite dangerous. Much safer if you just hand it over.

- Where is Peter?

You said you'd let him go.

Give that back. Hey!

- Well done.Thank you.

(gasmng)

How long I've waited.

- [Mary] Get your creepy hands off me!

-Take her to the strongroom.

I want to study her later, so handle her with care.

- Liars! Cowards!

This isn't what we agreed to!

(eerie music)

Now what?

Tib?

Tib?

(garbling)

Are you in there?

(shouting)

(creatures snarling)

All these creatures.

These must be the failures that Doctor Dee

was talking about.

(snarling)

He used you poor animals for his transformation experiments!

Awful. (Tib screeching)

Tib!

Tib, what have you found?

Gib! Is that you?

Now I see,Tib, you brought me here to help

you find your girlfriend.

(snarling)

Now if only we could find Peter.

(yelping)

- [Peter] You witch! Get me out of here!

- [Mary] Peter!

- Mary! What are you doing here?

(crying)

Mary?

Are you okay? Say something.

- I'm so sorry, Peter.

(sobbing)

-That's all right.

-This is it! Without a doubt!

We can once again resume the final phase

of our transformation experiment.

All thanks to this little flower!

J’ Tadpoles become frogs! J’

P Caterpillars... butterflies! J’

At long last, with this power the students of Endor

will graduate as the most powerful witches

and warlocks ever known.

- [Dee] And those witches and warlocks

will change the world.

- We've waited so long.

We can put the previous tragedy behind us.

This time we will definitely succeed.

- And we're in possession of a much younger subject

this time...We can't go wrong!

- And let us not forget... his inherent innocence.

- Yes, yes, yes! Of course!

Innocence has a catalytic effect

on the absorption of magic.

I shall prepare at once!

Familiars, to the laboratory!

- [Mary] Peter, I'm really sorry.

- Poor Gib. I wish they could've changed me instead,

into an adult.

Just like that. Sure would make my mum's life easier.

I could help out more, and I could take the burden

off of her a bit.

I guess what I'm trying to say is...

you're not the only one who wishes they could change.

- Peter...

- We have to at least try to get out of this awful place!

(grunting)

Come on, I have to get home!

We'll go home together!

- Peter!

Are you okay?

- (laughs) Let's go home, shall we?

All of us, together.

Right... let's see now.

Mary, how did you get here?

- [Mary] Me?

I rode a broomstick.

- Broomstick? What are you talking about?

Are you saying you can use magic?

- Uh, yeah, but only for tonight.

That's right, tonight...

I really am a witch!

- More acceleration! I need those children

in the laboratory at once!

I mistrust that Mary Smith with every atom of my body.

- [Mary] Let me see now, "spell to unfasten locks". No, no...

-You can read this?

-To smash a door down, no, we need something

that will change everyone back.

- [Peter] Just by chanting a spell?

- I don't think any one can just chant them,

you have to have some power.

- So this power of yours, when did you figure out

you first had it?

- Ah, I found it!

"The spell to undo all magic."

What's done is done, until it's undone!

(intense music)

(yelping)

- Mary! What's happening!?

Gib! Thank goodness!

Mary!

-Tib! Gib!

- What did you do? What's going on?

- If I was able to undo the transformation spells,

it should've worked on the doors, too.

Come on, Peter. Let's go.

- Oh, okay.

- What's that?

(banging)

(animals screeching)

- We might get trampled here.

Best to get out of the way.

- How can my magical locks be broken?

It's impossible, I cast the spell myself.

No, no!

(rumbling)

- Who could that be?

(screaming) (dramatic music)

How could this have happened?

No, no, no!

Reveal, not conceal.

My... Book of Master Spells!

-Yes look, the door is open, Mary!

- I'm over here.

- Where to now? -There!

- Do you think they know the way out?

- Let's follow them.

(shouting)

(yelping)

- What are they doing?

- Clearly they're trying to escape. But how have they done this?

-That girl, Doctor Dee. She's stolen the master spell book!

After them!

(tense music)

- Okay, we can do this, I know we can... ready?

-Wait! - Come on!

-There must be another way!

- [Flanagan] Hey, new girl!

- Little broomstick!

- What did I say about leaving this little fella

all over the place?

I told you to put it away with the others.

- Ah, Mr. Flanagan.

-You need to have more respect for your broom.

Young folk these days.

And what is going on tonight?

-Thank you, Mr. Flanagan!

- Flanagan!

- Ah, he'll never change.

- Get on! - Huh?

- Do as I say!

- We're floating!

- Hold on, will you?

- Grab, attack, bring them back!

(Peter yelping)

- Peter! (groaning)

- Mary, go on, get out of here.

- What?

- Go! - No! Peter!

- A perfect young specimen.

You're going to be the subject

of my most important magical experiment.

-You should be thrilled.

(Peter shouts)

- Leave me alone.

- Now I must retrieve my "Master Spells"

from that imposter witch.

That girl could ruin everything and then we'll never

get another chance.

- Go back! I said go back!

Why won't you do what I say, little broomstick, why?

Where are you taking me?

Down there?

(broomstick mumbles)

Oh, hang on,Tib!

(screaming)

(grunting)

What was that?

Little broomstick?

I wonder who lives here.

(mysterious music)

- [Light Fairy] Welcome home, Miss! Nice to see you.

- This isn't my... (creaks)

Wow.

I see.

This is your home.

So when I said "go back" you--

- [Light Fairy] It's been such a long time

since you've been home.

Truly overjoyed to see you again.

In fact, I didn't think you were ever coming back.

Now, everything's ready. Please come inside.

- Hello?

What a lovely room.

Oh my goodness...Tib!

(gasps) It's Madam and Doctor Dee!

(Tib growls)

What is it?

Careful! Don't touch anything.

Look.

This is how they transformed Gib!

Awful. How dare they do this!

(suspenseful music)

They want to transform people.

Peter!

- [Woman] Mary...

- Um, I'm sorry.

It's just my reflection.

ls someone there?

- Mary!

- Great-Aunt Charlotte! I don't understand.

-You're in my old house, my dear.

My little broomstick must've brought you to it.

- [Mary] Your home? Your broomstick?

What do you mean?

- Mary, the flower, where is the Fly-by-Night?

- [Mary] I don't know. Madam and Doctor Dee took it.

- Oh, Madam, Doctor Dee.

- Wait, Great-Aunt Charlotte, how do you...

- Mary, please listen! Those two are trying

to do something extremely dangerous.

(yelping)

- What's happened?

- Once, I was a student here.

I stole the Fly-by-Night seeds and escaped.

-You stole them?

- Back then, Madam and Doctor Dee

were loved by everyone.

They were very gifted scientists

and kindhearted teachers.

But one day, I, like you, came across the Fly-by-Night

in the woods.

I made the mistake of giving it to them.

And after that, everything changed.

They were never the same again.

They became obsessed with the Fly-by-Night,

spending endless hours studying the seeds

that would bear the flowers.

Madam saw the potential of the Fly-by-Night

to transform students, so they would be able

to wield infinite magical ability.

But the experiment ended in tragedy.

(explosion booming)

They simply couldn't control its power.

I had no choice. I had to do something.

I couldn't let them make the same mistake again.

In this world, there exist certain powers

that can never be harnessed.

Yet, despite everything that happened,

those two still believe that the experiment can work.

- And if they have the flower that means

they'll be able to...

They're going to try it again on Peter.

- [Charlotte] Mary, put your hand on the mirror.

- [Mary] Like this?

- It's been a long time since I've done magic,

but perhaps I can get this to you.

(dramatic music)

-The flower!

- It's the last one.

Mary, you don't have much magical power left in you.

Use that flower to come home at once.

Otherwise, you won't be able to return home ever again.

Do you understand, Mary?

- No! I can't just come home by myself.

I made a promise that we'd come home together.

I must go to Peter.

- Peter?

- If this is the last flower, I have to use it

to save him.

- Mary!

- [Mary] It's Madam!

- Mary, I wish I could do more for you, but I can't.

You won't have much power, dear, are you sure?

- I made a promise to Peter

and I will be coming back with him.

- Mary!

- [Mary] I'll come home, I promise.

- Mary. (glass crinkling)

- Now why on earth would she come here?

(broom mumbles)

- Oh no you don't!

- Ready to go?

Little broomstick.

Are you okay?

(yelps)

No!

- Grab, attack, bring her back!

(tense music)

- Little broomstick, hang in there.

Take me to Peter!

- She still has power.

After her.

-That must be where they're keeping him.

- At last, it begins.

Grab, attack...

Steal it back!

- My bag!

And the flower!

Give it back!

- Foolish girl, the book and the flower

belong to me in the first place.

You have no claim on them!

Fly, seek, pursue. Stick to her like glue!

(yelping)

She'll have to use up all the power she has left.

And to think she had one last flower

up her sleeve.Terrifying.

(broom mumbles)

- Please hold on, just a little bit longer.

(shouting)

Little broomstick!

(groaning)

Out of power.

(Tib purrs)

Tib!

Little broomstick!

No!

Please say something.

Little broomstick.

What am I going to do now?

(sobbing)

(Tib purrs)

You're right.

I mustn't give up.

I made a promise.

We are going home, together, all of us.

(solemn music)

(thunder rumbling)

(shouting)

It's you. You're from the strongroom.

(animals screeching)

You all are!

(triumphant music)

There's no other way.

Thanks, I'll go on alone from here.

Goodbye.

I couldn't have made it this far without you. Thank you.

I'm coming, Peter!

What now?

(cats growling)

Gib, you're safe!

I'm so glad! Where's Peter?

In there? Are you sure?

(low groaning)

- I told you before, in the Velta socket!

(electricity zapping)

-The Fly-by-Night.

- All is ready.The final stage

of the transformation experiment.

We stand on the cusp of magical history!

- Peter!

- [Mumblechook] Oh!

Soon this boy will possess the ability

to wield any magic.

He will be changed forever.

- [Dee] And then we shall change the world!

(mysterious music)

- It is simply superb.

- Peter!

Please stop it, please, you must!

Doctor Dee!

(explosion booming)

- It can't be.

(bubbling)

- Peter!

- Calm down, everyone.

This is no failure! This is rebirth.

The egg has merely cracked but...

- (yelps) Doctor, it's melting!

-This can't be happening!

Open the valves!

No, no, no!

Not yet! Not yet!

(shouting)

-This is a disaster!

Doctor, we must do something!

- [Peter] Mary.

- Peter!

- Don't panic, this is merely the second stage.

We can still control the power by taking, ah!

(zapping)

This is just like the last time!

- Doctor, we must undo everything.

- No, you mustn't!

- We have to stop this now!

- Madam, be careful!

- Don't! All our work will be for nothing!

(growling)

Madam!

(groans)

- Madam!

-The creature's drained all her magic.

How has this happened?

I did everything perfectly!

(suspenseful music)

(growling)

-There's one left.

(grunts)

(majestic music)

Peter, I'm coming to rescue you!

- Mary! - I'm here!

- Run! - I won't!

- Mary!

Get away, Mary, before it's too late!

You can't defeat him!

That creature can use any magic!

- It can use any magic.

Peter!

Peter, can you hear me?

Give me your hand! You can use the book.

Let's go home, together!

(grunting)

What's done is done, until it's undone!

(shouting)

- Madam!

-We don't need magic!

Huh?

- Mary! - Peter!

Tib!

- Look, I found your bag, but um,

I have no idea where your broomstick could be.

- Don't worry about it. It's fine.

- So, how are we going to get home?

- Right, that's it! This is the final straw, new girl.

What on earth did you do to your poor broom?

- Mr. Flanagan! - I remember you!

- Look now, it's your mistress!

- Hey look at that! Little broomstick, you're fixed!

- Of course.You really must show more love

for your broom.

-Thank you, Mr. Flanagan!

(chuckles)

(joyous music)

I wonder what will happen to them?

- [Peter] Madam and Doctor Dee? They'll be fine.

After all, they can use magic.

- (chuckles) I guess. One day of magic was enough for me.

- Hey, you've got something in your hair.

- Huh, look at that.

Well, I won't be needing this anymore.

- Wait, what was that?

- Hold on tight, this is the last time

I'm ever using magic.

(shouting)

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