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Good work, everyone!

Almost there!

And stop.

Now on the spot, sprint as hard as you can.

And go.

Five, four, three, two,

one, and rest.

Now, grab a drink, but don't stop moving.

We're not done yet.

What's the point of training if we're only going to lose?

That's the point of training. Preparing to win.

Lily's right. The Crowther School always cheats.

That's why they've won Magical Sports Day for the last three years.

So you're just gonna give up?

In my basketball team, we have a saying.

"If you don't train, you don't deserve to win."

"Excuses do not exist on great teams."

"Make sure your own worst enemy isn't between your own two ears."

- I can go on. - All right. It's enough.

I knew you wouldn't let me down.

Okay, team.

Let's get going! Come on!

Apinya, lovely to see you. Come on through.

I'm so sorry to hear about your dismissal.

Oh, that's very kind.

But I must say, I was surprised to hear that you were careless.

Not like you, Max.

Everyone makes mistakes.

I was wondering if what happened in the library

has anything to do with Kyra's Orb magic.

Why would you think that?

Just an idle thought.

Do you think being a Tri-ling

made Kyra more receptive to acquiring Orb magic?

- I suppose it's possible. - What does she know about Tri-lings?

Has she ever met any?

I don't believe so, but what's all this about?

Academic interest, Max, nothing more.

May I have a couple of these? I love fresh tomato salad.

One, two, three.

Go, Crowthers!

- Welcome to our humble home. - This place is huge.

Crossed three time zones going from the kitchen to my bedroom.

- Aren't sports days held at ovals? - Not magical ones.

We can't let humans see flying carpet races, can we?

Is your dad gonna be okay with me being here?

- I'm not exactly his favorite person. - Don't worry about it.

He'll be too busy stressing about us losing again

to think of anything else.

All right, everyone, gather round.

Go hard, but play fair.

Give your best game and earn your wins.

That's what real champions do.

♪ We are Maxwell School Our powers are ace, we totally rule ♪

♪ With wing, spell, wand And ring of red ♪

♪ We can't be stopped The comp is ours already ♪

♪ Go, Maxwell! ♪

Dr. Surinat, I'm Brendan Turalga, head of Crowther School.

- Lovely to meet you. - We'll win that cup today.

- Hey, Darra. Ready to get thrashed again? - Don't count your chickens, Camilla.

Kyra's playing with us this year, and she's a basketball champ.

Oh, yes, the Tri-ling.

I'm sure she'll be a great help, if only we were playing basketball.

Well, looks like it's gonna be a lively contest.

Sorry about that. Camilla's a bit over the top.

- She gets worse every year. - Then it's time things changed.

Dad, you remember Kyra.

- Hello, Mr. Blackwell. - Oh, yes, the Tri-ling.

Welcome to the annual Magic School Sports Day.

I know you've all been looking forward to it.

It was, uh, wand drills until all hours at our place last night.

First, let me give a big thank you to Jared Blackwell

for his continued generosity hosting this event.

There is a long history of rivalry between our competitors,

the Maxwell School and the Crowther School,

which means I'm sure we're in for a nail-biting contest today.

Oh, before we commence,

I'd like to welcome the observers from our regional schools.

You'll be competing next year, so watch and learn.

I'd now like to ask the team captains to formally welcome each other.

- Good luck. - Yeah, you'll need it.

Good luck to you all.

May the best team win.

- They look pretty confident. - I'd be confident too,

if I had their winning streak.

You can't think like that, or you're beaten from the start.

You can win today. I know you can.

All I ask is that you do your best, and never give up.

- I hear Kyra's been coaching them. - Like that'll make a difference.

Omar's right. We've won this three times in a row.

We're going to win again, and I don't care how.

Ready...

Set...

Come on, Ruksy!

Bad luck!

Steady, Lily. Don't get rattled.

Come on, Lily.

Don't let her through!

Oh, no!

- Bad luck, son. - So close, come on! You can do it.

Come on, Lily!

You can do it! You can do it!

Go, Lily! Come on!

- Whoo! - You got this, Neisha.

- Go, Neisha. - Go, Lily.

And the winner is...

The Maxwell School!

Fantastic, sweetheart.

That's my daughter.

You want to just hand over the cup this year?

Not good enough!

- Nice work, Lily. - Focus. Focus. Focus.

- Don't let it go to your heads. - We have to do better...

- There's a long way to go. - Crazy ball, come on.

Ladder!

Look, I know I'm not supposed to be here, as I've been fired...

...but with everyone at Sports Day, who's to know?

Kyra asked for my help and--

Oh, what's this?

Your favorite beeswax polish!

And a new buffing cloth!

So, here it is.

I'm looking for information about magical keys.

Okay everyone, here we go.

Match point in the crazy ball competition.

- Good luck! - Go, Maxwells!

You got this!

- Crowther to serve. - Go Maxwells!

Point Crowther. Well played, well played.

Nailed it.

The winner of crazy ball, Crowther School.

It's okay, we've still got more events.

Bad luck, Imogen.

That was an easy return, you should've had that.

Yeah, well, I didn't, so leave it, okay?

Hey, we had to let them win one.

Otherwise it's not really a contest, is it?

All these books are about magical keys?

We need to narrow it down, or I'll be here for a century.

I'll check the catalog.

You see this? Oh! Excuse me.

Dr. Surinat.

I've been meaning to ask how you're settling in.

Quite well. The students seem to be accepting me.

They're really a terrific group.

Good.

You know, it's usual practice

for the Magical Teachers Federation to consult me about teaching appointments.

For some reason, that didn't happen in your case.

I don't know how the bureaucracy works. I just go where I'm sent.

Well, I must say, it's very generous of you to give up your...

...considerable academic pursuits to teach at such a small school as this.

It was no sacrifice, Sean.

The opportunity to examine the treasures in the library

- was just far too tempting. - Oh.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Go Ruksy! You're so close!

Congratulations to the Crowther School...

...on a narrow win in the magic carpet race.

- Good race, Ruksy. - Yeah, you nearly had her.

Nearly isn't good enough.

Day's not over yet, Ruksy. Let me take that back to the library.

What's with the grin?

I never thought I'd see one magic carpet, let alone a magic carpet race.

Success, Ladder.

I found this in the catalog.

Ladder?

What happened?

Is someone here?

Well, clean it up... ...and be more careful in future.

Thank you, Ladder.

I'm so sorry, I should've realized.

How about a quick buff, and I'll be on my way?

Now remember, I was never here.

Lovely house, Mr. Blackwell.

Thank you. Please, call me Jared.

Imogen and Darra are very impressed with you, Dr. Surinat.

They both want to get into the DMI.

Imogen in particular.

I'm hoping that her grades will reflect that desire?

Imogen's grades will be the result of the effort she puts in.

Of course.

I'm just saying, it would mean a great deal to me personally

if Imogen were to do well.

Imogen and Darra are both very promising students.

My job is to assess them on their merits.

To do otherwise would be unjust. Wouldn't you agree?

Lovely chatting to you, Jared.

Uh-uh! Should you really be eating that?

The relay's after lunch, and... I don't want you weighed down.

Our team's pretty good, you don't have to worry.

I hope so, Neisha.

I picked you because... ...you're fast and I expect you to win.

Any way you can.

You don't mean--

Okay, you've all done well so far, but this is where you really show them.

Actually, Kyra, we need you to make our numbers for the relay.

But I don't know anything about it.

- It's like any relay race. - Except it's magical.

Welcome to the final event,

the vanishing relay.

Competitors, you must complete your stage of the relay

before you can tag your team member.

And remember, you must not touch the ground

outside the circles.

Competitors, to your marks, please.

- Go, Darra! - Go Darra! You got this!

- Come on, Darra, you can do it! - Come on, Maxwells!

Go team Maxwell!

Ready... Set...

Well done! Nearly there.

Can you see who's winning?

Come on, Maxwell! Come on, Crowther!

Here we go! Nearly there!

- Nervous? - No.

We've got this race sewn up.

You keep on thinking that.

Did you see that?

- She stepped outside the circle. - I did not.

Camilla sabotaged Kyra's rip.

Camilla's outside the circle.

- What? - Look!

- No! - She's out!

Just a moment, please, while the scores are tallied.

The results are...

the Crowther School is on five wins,

but the Maxwell School is on six wins.

I declare the Maxwell School winners of the Sports Day.

Jared, if you'd do the honors.

All right, Kyra.

Let's see what we can see.

It gives me great pleasure to present the Championship Cup

to Imogen Blackwell, Maxwell School captain.

- Sterling effort, sweetheart. - Thanks, Dad.

We wish to register a protest.

As a Tri-ling, Kyra Glen has both fairy and elf powers,

- which gave her an unfair advantage. - She can't help being a Tri-ling.

What about your captain? She used magic on Kyra. She cheated.

That's a serious accusation. Did anyone report it?

No, because you made sure they didn't see you. Like always.

Kyra should've been handicapped to make up for her extra powers.

Kyra used exactly the same magic as the other competitors.

- How do we know that? - I'll consult with the scrutineers.

There must be some secret you hold.

"Section five, clause two, subsection three."

"No competitor is permitted to use more than one mode of magic."

That's a stupid rule. It's not fair to Tri-lings.

Rules don't always reflect reality.

But for now, I have no choice but to uphold the protest.

Which means the Maxwell School is disqualified.

- Crowther School are the winners. - Yes!

- Congratulations, Camilla. - Thanks!

Crowther School forever!

Sorry, Kyra. You deserved to win. Camilla just can't stand losing.

That's okay.

I'm so sorry.

It's not your fault.

You okay?

I'm fine.

- Kyra! - Darra, no!

Kyra!

Kyra!

Yes, but it can't be Kyra.

She would never, ever do anything like that.

- What happened? - I don't know.

What a sore loser. You should be expelled for that.

- I didn't do it. - You lost the cup,

so you have a tantrum and throw a tornado at us.

It wasn't me.

If she says she didn't do it, Camilla, she didn't do it.

- I want her off my property. - I understand you're upset, Mr. Blackwell.

She is not one of us.

- She doesn't belong here. - Dad, no.

You are to have nothing more to do with her,

do you understand me?

Your father's right, Darra.

Can't you see how dangerous the Tri-ling is?