Category: The Magic Quill

The Magic Quill #52: Smart Food

Spanky found himself, once again, poking around on the skirts of the Forbidden Forest, within hailing distance of Hogsmeade. “Curious,” he muttered to himself, as he followed several sets of tire marks that seemed to go in parallel gorups of three. “The tricycles must be bigger than I remembered. And what’s this?”

The Magic Quill #51: Tricycle Treadmarks

As Merlin reached the thrilling moment in his story when he and his companion Rigel were sealed into the Pit in the depths of Gringotts Wizarding Bank, a deep, sonorous voice called out from the corridor outside the little parlor: “Is there a wizard ‘ere named Albus Quirky?”