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Look deep into the water and you'll get your answer.

Will Ethel Hallow be a good head girl?

What's happened to all the witches?

She tricked me.

And she's got the formula.

I'll keep it safe, for my old chum Dimity.

SCREAMING

CAT MEOWS

Rise and shine, it's your big day.

Win today and you're a shoo-in to shine at the Witch World Games.

SHE GROANS

Is it just me or does she seem slightly less than thrilled?

I didn't mean to do anything bad.

Enid?

Miss Hempnettle told me this story.

Made me think I was helping Miss Drill.

Helping them both.

So I...

..I took her speed potion formula.

Wait, you mean you stole it?

Yes.

And now Miss Hempnettle's run off with it and Miss Drill doesn't know.

What does she want it for?

Can't be good if she had to trick me for it.

She was the first teacher who made me feel like I was good enough.

You are, Enid. Don't say that.

I didn't even really qualify, Maud.

She cheated to get me through.

She did what?!

"Bent the rules," she called it.

Even she didn't believe I could do it on my own.

You'll have to come clean to Miss Drill.

She'll know what to do.

She's never going to forgive me.

This way to the gates. Instant travel.

One at a time, please.

Hosting the national qualifier of the Witch World Games

is a whopper of a responsibility, Hecate.

Some might even say pain.

Oh, come now.

What could be more worthwhile than the celebration of true grit

and athletic endeavour?

Shall I prepare a list or...?

Oh, how goes the selection for our school ambassadors for the day?

It is in hand.

My main concern is that we are not humiliated

in front of the Magic Council.

CLATTERING

Oh! Sizzling catalysts.

And on that note...

Oh!

Thank you.

Who'd have thought putting up a table would be harder

than conjuring a doppelganger spell in a force 12 hurricane?

Yes, who would think that?

Seen Miss Hempnettle, Dimity?

As our games committee liaison, she needs to be on hand at all times.

I have seen neither hide nor hair of her since yesterday,

when she didn't show up for our meeting.

I don't like it. She's too quiet.

Like the calm before the storm.

No, Mill. I see the same thing. What does it even mean?

I don't know.

But whatever it is, it's a message we can't ignore.

I think if Ethel wins,

we all lose.

You stand before me, Cackle's brightest and best.

You will be our games ambassadors

and will look after the Magic Council.

These are very shiny and all,

but me and Izzy were hoping to go to the games to cheer Enid, and...

This is a great honour, Azura.

The Magic Council are the most esteemed dignitaries

of the witching world.

OK, I'll give it a go.

Remember, Azura.

Be respectful, attentive and, most importantly,

learn from their immense wisdom.

I'll look after her.

KNOCKING ON DOOR Enid?

Have you seen Miss Hempnettle anywhere?

No. No, Miss Drill, I haven't.

This is so like her.

She really should be here for you today.

So...I'll give her a piece of my mind when I find her.

Miss Drill, wait.

You won't find her.

She's left. What do you mean, "left"?

With your potion formula.

She lied, said I needed it to win, so I...

..took it for her.

SHE SCOFFS

I'm so sorry.

Right, we'll see about this.

You're just jealous HB made me an ambassador.

No, if you'd seen what I'd seen, you'd withdraw from the competition.

Seen what exactly?

An empty hall with hats on the floor?

Oh, so scary. WATER SPLASHES

Pull the other one. It's got bats on.

One look at the water, then you'll believe me.

Star, no!

Making up a stupid story to trick me into withdrawing.

How pathetic.

DOG WHINES

So Enid was right.

Hello, Dimity.

SHE LAUGHS

If only I could see your face.

I only came to Cackle's for your potion...

..to help my star runner win.

And now I have it!

MANIC LAUGHTER

Bye, Stormy.

CAT MEOWS

DISTANT ANNOUNCING

Bye, Mill, Maud...

Bye...everything.

CAT MEOWS

I checked. Arabella's registered as coach of the Wolfram Academy.

She never intended for Enid to race.

Got any rickleweed in the kitchen? How perfectly diabolical.

I thought she nicked your potion.

The formula, yes, but I know it off by heart. Salamander root?

I've got 'em both somewhere.

With my potion, Enid can at least level the playing field

and stand a fighting chance against Arabella's so-called star runner.

Come on. I know I've only just arrived

and it's not my place to give advice,

but I'm a firm believer in the moral high ground.

Eh, poppycock.

Keeping low's best.

Under the radar so your enemy doesn't see you coming.

Then you strike!

I want to see Hempnettle's ugly mug

when Enid stomps her runner seven ways from sundown.

Me, too.

Oh, my.

Culinary wonder and devious military strategist.

Hoo! Let's go. Hmph!

Not a peep from you in ages, and then you pop up out of the blue.

Shows you're a born star.

You know it's all about the entrance.

Just keeping you on your toes, Mum.

MUM CHUCKLES

Got tingles. This is it, sweetie.

The big family show we always dreamed of putting on.

Mum. Mm-hm?

When you were my age, starting out,

how did you know you wanted to do this?

Deep down, I mean.

You mean, how did I know my true calling in life?

Yeah, that sort of thing.

Opening night, standing on that stage, hearing the crowd roar.

Girls, where's Enid?

We don't know, but...

..Stormy had this in his collar.

It just says to take care of him and not to look for her.

The costumes her mum left are gone.

We think she might have run away to join her on tour.

Why would she go and do a daft thing like that on race day?

You're not mad at her?

Oh, I'm livid, Mildred, but not with Enid. Not one bit.

Uh, the Magic Council are demanding their...lunch.

Hello, everyone.

Right. Here's the plan.

Mildred, with me. We'll fetch Enid.

The rest of you, round up the missing ingredients on this list.

But if she is not going to race?

Oh, she's racing, all right, and she's doing it with my potion.

Come on.

Come on, Miss Tapioca.

We're going to need your cool wits and cunning,

and maybe some of your little snacks.

Psst!

We're missing the broomstick acrobatics.

Back straight, Azura. Chin up.

Thank you, thank you.

Lunch is served, your honours.

What is that?!

My top-secret spice mix, guaranteed to improve the flavour of any dish.

I just invented it.

Wow, this soup is delicious.

It's magnificent.

Just wonderful.

Oh, relax, Eenie.

First rehearsals are always rough. You barely know the act.

It's not that, Mum. It's just...

I'm not sure this is for me. DOOR OPENS

What are you doing here?

Apologies for barging in like this, Mistress Nightshade.

There's no time to explain.

I just came to tell Enid I don't blame you for what happened.

I don't know what's going on here, and it's lovely to see you both,

but we need to get back on stage, Enid. Now come on.

I'm sorry, Mum. I can't do this.

Well, this is always what you've wanted!

No. I wanted you. Your time.

But performing's your thing, not mine.

Well, then, what's your thing?

She is an athlete.

A brilliant one.

So come back with us. Please. Before it's too late.

I can't win. I'm not fast enough.

Well, you'll never know for sure unless you race, will you?

Clock's ticking, Enid.

I think you both should leave.

My mum's right.

You should.

And I'm coming with you.

Enid!

You're making a mistake, Eenie.

Maybe.

But at least it's my mistake.

Bye, Mum.

It's funny.

I thought dignitaries were supposed to be, well, more dignified.

RAUCOUS LAUGHTER Your renowned eminences,

we must go to the World Games! Please!

Don't just stand there! Sybil, Azura, give me a hand.

I beg of you!

This is...unbecoming of the Magic Council.

Stop it now!

Better.

Now, off to the games with you.

This is great. We've only two ingredients left to find.

Yes, we have done remarkably well considering, haven't we?

While they're out here, I might snag a few ingredients for my...

For your what, Mr Daisy?

Nothing.

Heh, nothing at all. HE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

Whoa!

Sorry.

HE LAUGHS

Whoa!

Bunsen burners!

There we are, nine-tailed mushrooms. And they grow down foxholes.

Oh, I'll go and fetch it.

I'll use a transformation spell to make myself smaller.

You're going in there all tiny with a ravenous fox?

You'd have to be mad or stupid.

I'll turn myself into something that'll make a fox

turn bushy tail and scarper.

Stupid it is, then.

Like a coyote, or a...a wolf!

Yes, a wolf.

Sorry, Mr Daisy, I think you might have to go a bit smaller.

How small?

Good luck, Mr Daisy.

In and out like the wind now, you hear?

YELPING

Maybe that's how foxes say hello.

HOWLING

Ooh! Perhaps Enid could have done without the mushrooms.

Oh, it's a bit late for that now.

Oh! Ah!

Woo!

Hoo!

This mouse just roared.

Well done, Mr Daisy. Well done!

Sorry to say, Azura is no use at all.

Who is responsible for this?

It would seem they were a little overgenerous

with the spicy red jojoberries.

Otherwise known as fun berries.

OK, fine, but Azura is...

New to our ways,

whereas you, Ethel Hallow, a prospective head girl,

should know better.

Enid, I'm so happy you're back!

Me, too. I was an idiot to leave.

What's that?

The ingredients for the greatest speed potion ever concocted,

if I do say so myself.

Whoa, Miss Drill's potion!

But I don't deserve this.

If anyone does, it's you, Enid.

Besides, Mr Daisy here risked life and limb

to get his hand on a nine-tailed mushroom.

He's a hero.

It was nothing. Not really.

Don't be so modest.

Really?! Good work, Mr Daisy.

Well, perhaps it was quite brave.

We couldn't find the last one on the list, though.

It just said secret.

Ah, that one's really special. I'll tell you when it's time, Enid.

Then let's go make a potion!

I wore your rosette, Ethel, and you tried to drop me in it like that.

I'm sorry, Azura.

HB's right. A worthy head girl would have tried guiding you,

not blaming you.

Well, apology accepted.

Listen, if there's one thing I've learnt here,

it's the value of true friendship

and how horrible it is to feel alone.

You're lucky to have Izzy.

Go and watch the games with her.

Thanks, Ethel. You're OK.

How can you show your face?

All you are is a liar and a thief.

Dial it down, girls. You'd hate to peak early.

That formula was only a waste of space, gathering dust.

And that made it OK to use me, did it?

Potion or no potion, you're fast, Enid.

But I'm afraid you're no champion.

Not like Barbara.

And when she wins, I'll be famous, too!

SHE LAUGHS

Come on, girls.

You should know that I've filed a complaint, Miss Hempnettle.

Your word against mine, Cackle.

No apologies, Arabella?

Not even the slightest sliver of guilt?

Ooh, that sounds like loser talk, Dimity.

Let's go!

We'll see about that. Right, Enid?

ANNOUNCER: Take your seats!

We are moments away from the start of the final race.

Isn't it amazing, Enid?!

Oh, Enid, why embarrass yourself?

Sorry, Miss Hardbroom.

I tried to stop her. I really did.

But she just wouldn't listen to reason.

Azura and I will have words. Thank you, Ethel.

Ignore what Miss Hempnettle said.

But I'm only here because of a lie.

It's not how you got here,

it's what you do here that counts.

It doesn't matter what anybody else thinks or expects from you,

only that at the end of the race,

you know in your heart that you gave it your all.

What is the last ingredient?

Determination.

I just wanted to win more.

That's all that counts.

How much do you want to win?

I really want to win.

Then get out there and do it.

Oh, not worried, are you, Arabella?

ANNOUNCER: Witches to the starting position for the 42km portal sprint.

Ladies and gentlemen, the main event of the day.

The portal race is about to begin.

On your marks.

Get set.

BANG

And they're away!

Barbara Beechmark is in the lead as they go through the first portal.

Come on, Enid, come on! Go on, Enid!

But Enid Nightshade's gaining ground!

And they're back in the arena.

What's her game?

Let's follow her, Maud.

Quick, before we lose her magic slipstream.

Into the tunnel they go!

ENID PANTS

What is she doing?

That's Enid's lane!

She's trying to nobble her, Maud.

No, she's going the wrong way!

Hang on a minute.

What's happening?!

Argh!

This is going to cost her.

No! No!

Will she have time to catch up?

Nightshade's got a huge amount of ground to make up.

But look at her go!

BELL RINGS

There's the bell. It's the final lap!

Go, Enid!

CHEERING

Beechmark and Nightshade go into the home straight, neck and neck!

And Enid Nightshade takes gold!

I never doubted it for a second, Enid.

I did it for you, Miss Drill.

This is an outrage!

A travesty. Sounds like loser talk to me.

I demand a rerun.

Oh, put a cork in it, Arabella.

LAUGHTER

And you can stay in there until the Games Committee deal with you.

Enid.

Mum!

So this is your thing.

You're here.

But...the show.

Ah, I cancelled it.

This is much more important.

Eenie, listen.

Do you remember what I said, how I knew I'd found my true calling

when I heard the crowd roar?

Well...

..have you? Witches and wizards, Enid Nightshade!

LOUD CHEERING

Come on, leave that. Let's get you two fed.

Is it odd that I've got a desperate hankering for cheese?

Being ambassador was an important responsibility,

and you shirked it to be with your friend.

I think you both need more space to be individuals.

I'm giving you your own bedroom, Azura.

But, Miss Hardbroom...

It's fine. We'll make it work.

Thank you, Miss Hardbroom.

Might be nice to spread our wings a bit.

I can't believe it.

You know what this means, Enid?

You're in the Witch World Games.

That's Miss Rook from Mount Broom,

the most prestigious sports training academy in the country.

They've been churning out champions for centuries.

She saw you race.

She says there's a place for you there.

If you want it, that is.

You mean leave Cackle's?

Opportunities like this don't come along every day.

Enid, you have to go.

Mill's right. You can't throw away this chance.

You could be the fastest witch in the whole world.

I can't believe I'm actually leaving you.

You're leaving Cackle's, not us.

We'll be at all your races, cheering you on.

We'll spend half-term holidays together,

and we'll do so much chatting on the mirrors

that we'll wear the shine off of them.

The three of us are going to be best friends forever.

Enid.

It's been...

..a joy.

The pleasure was all mine, Miss Cackle.

You show those witches who's the fastest and the best.

All right?

MISS HARDBROOM SQUEAKS

Oh.

I'll miss you guys.

Eenie?

It's time.

It's just you and me now, Maud.

The terrible twosome.

The dastardly duo.

Ready?

GASPING

Bye, Enid! Bye!

Bye! We'll miss you! We'll miss you!

Bye, Enid!

She leaves as she arrives -

showing off.

A number of disturbances have been reported.

Fear not, Fenella. This will not affect your etiquette test.

What could have done all these things without magic or a body?

What if it's a ghost?

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