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Now?" Stanley said incredulously "You want o back now?"

"That is what I said," snapped Aunt Zelda, who had just unwrapped Jenna&039;s sash from Wolf Boy&039;s burned hands and did not like what she found

Stanley stood on the doorstep of Keeper&039;s Cottage, looking out into the brilliant sunshine where Jenna, Nicko and Seption Boat Jenna had a clean white bandage around her arm and Septimus looked much less pale after one of Aunt Zelda&039;s Anti-Snake cakes Nicko was happily dabbling his feet in the waron Boat It was the most beautiful boat the rat had ever seen, and he had seen a lot of boats Her proas a tall arched dragon neck covered in iridescent green scales, her head was a shireen The hull of the boat ide and sht, and folded alongside it were a pair of leathery, green dragon wings At the stern, where the on&039;s tail rose into the air, its golden arrow point flashing in the sunlight It was a peaceful, happy scene and Stanley felt safe on Aunt Zelda&039;s islandhe didn&039;t want to leave Aunt Zelda, however, had other ideas

"There&039;s no point hanging around," she told hihtfall It&039;s the longest day of the year today and the best day to travel through the Marsh It&039;s far too hot for most of the creatures; they&039;ll all be under the s," Stanley said, gloos all the way here I&039;o up your nose?" asked Jenna, joining Stanley on the doorstep

"What?" asked Stanley

"The Bogle Bugs Did they go up your nose? That&039;s what they do They go up your nose and then they clean out all the"

"Jenna, Jenna, please There is no need to go into details We all know quite hat Bogle Bugs do" Aunt Zelda&039;s voice came from the other side of a half-open door under the stairs with the sign UNSTABLE POTIONS AND PARTIKULAR POISONS on it She was in her potion cupboard, searching for some Burn Balm

"Stanley doesn&039;t," Jenna pointed out

"Stanley doesn&039;t need to," said Aunt Zelda, elass jar of pink oint to get hio back to Marcia and tell the poor womanand your mother and father toothat you are all safe There&039;s no need to worry hi else"

"Won&039;t he go?" asked Jenna

The rat raised a paw in protest "Excuse me," he said "I&039;o, Your Maj Just that I would rather not go If it&039;s all the same to you"

"Well it&039;s not all the same to me," said Jenna "Or to Aunt Zelda"

"No Didn&039;t think it would be, so in particular you would like lumly

"Tell Marciaand my parents at the Palacethat we are all safe at Aunt Zelda&039;s cottage and I have arrived in time for the MidSummer Visit"

"Fine Will do, Your Majesty"

"Good," said Jenna "Thank you, Stanley I won&039;t forget this, I promise I know you don&039;t like the Marshes"

"No I don&039;t" Stanley jumped off the doorstep

"Wait athat she ed her ot some left over from lunch"

"Um, ould be in the sandwich, exactly?" asked Stanley warily

"Cabbage I stewed it all , so it&039;s lovely and soft"

"Very kind of you, but no thanks I&039;ll be off now" And with that, Stanley ran down the path He scurried over the Mott bridge and out onto the Marram Marshes

"Well," said Aunt Zelda, "I hope he&039;ll be all right"

"So do I," said Jenna

By late afternoon, Wolf Boy had developed a fever He lay on Aunt Zelda&039;s sofa, his hands covered with Burn Bal in and out of consciousness Septi a cool damp cloth on Wolf Boy&039;s forehead, while Aunt Zelda leafed through a large and well-thumbed book, the Witch and Warlock Pharmacopoeia

"It&039;s a Darke burn, that&039;s for sure," muttered Aunt Zelda "I dread to think what that Simon Heap is up to If he&039;s incubated a Tracker Balland a very effective one toowho knohat else he can do"

"Flyte," said Septi that 409 would cool down

"Flyte?" Aunt Zelda looked up froht blue witch&039;s eyes "Real Flyte? Are you sure, Septi and a bit of illusion? They&039;re good at illusion, are the Darke ones"

"I&039;ot to us any other way Not with the Marraet across"

Aunt Zelda looked pensive as she continued turning the thick, crackly pages of the Pharht potion "Well, I just don&039;t believe it," she said as she scanned each page of closely written vellu for "I ot it from?"

"Marcia says the Flyte Charm doesn&039;t exist," said Septimus "She says it was thrown into a furnace by the Last Alcheold"

"Maybe," Aunt Zelda said "Or maybe not"

"Oh?" asked Septimus, as always interested to hear what Aunt Zelda had to say about Magyk Her approach was refreshingly different fros that Marcia did not

Aunt Zelda looked up frohtful expression "This is between you and me," she said in a low voice

Septimus nodded

"There is a story," Aunt Zelda continued, "that the Last Alchemist did not Sacrifice the Flyte Charm That he kept it for hiold there isfroold threads spun by the Spiders of Auruo So he Concealed it"