9 Magic Powder

CHAPTER 9

Magic Powder "What are you doing in my workshop?" shouted Grom as he slammed the door behind him. Lucas held on tightly to the jar. Ruskin whined and hid behind Lucas. The children backed away and bumped into a chest. Grom pointed a long, skinny finger at Lucas. "You are trespassing!" he said. "I demand to know why you're here."

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Lucas took a deep breath and stood as tall as he could. Then he pointed a finger right back at Grom. "It's all your fault!" he cried. "We know you cursed Wrenly with a never-ending rainstorm, and now we have proof." Grom's jaw dropped in disbelief. "You think I did what?" "Cursed the land," said Lucas. "Why on earth do you think I would do such a thing?" Grom asked. Lucas hadn't expected Grom to be surprised. He had expected him to be furious at being found out. Lucas began to list the reasons why he thought Grom was guilty. "Well, because you're grumpy all the time," Lucas said. "And you took the magical eggshells. And your spell book is open to a weather page. And not only that, the Witch of Bogburp thinks you did it too!"

Grom shook his head sadly. "I have been saving those dragon eggshells for a rainy day," he said as he looked out the window and watched the rain drip down the glass. Then he looked back at the children. "My brother, André, and I have served the king in good faith for many years," he said. "We have given him our very best." Grom slumped.

Lucas suddenly began to feel sorry for blaming the curse on Grom. "What's wrong?" he asked. "I'm sorry you think I would do such a terrible thing," Grom said, looking down at the floor.