The Salem Concord Book 1: Interview for a Wizard
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Jesse heard the front door bell ring enthusiastically. It was the first time he was glad to hear the bell announce that someone entered the store.
“Jesse!”
Jesse recognized Beifar’s voice instantly.
“Up here!”
The wizard bound up the steps. He reached the office and stopped short when he saw Jesse on the floor.
“I’m all right. Claw placed some kind of rope spell on me!”
Beifar waved his hand, and Jesse felt free. He jumped to his feet, and quickly approached the wizard.
“He’s going to scare everyone to death at Disney World! He plans to use a potion or spell from Cinderella’s Castle!”
“What potion?”
“Dragon something,” answered Jesse. “I don’t remember. He’s trying to get an interview with the Society of Seven Sorcerers.” Jesse was talking fast and nervously.
“Calm down, Jesse.”
“Calm down!” he shouted. “It’s Halloween night at Disney World. Very Scary Halloween! Thousands of people are going to die!”
The wizard reviewed the room, glancing at all the Disney World material pasted on the walls and hanging from the ceiling. “How long ago did he leave?”
“He flew out of here just now.”
“Flew?”
“Yeah, he was afraid that if he materialized into the castle, he might cause an explosion and kill himself.”
The wizard thought for a moment and waved his hand toward the door. Two Stealth brooms flew in seconds later. He caught one, as the other knocked Jesse over. “If we hurry, we might be able to catch him.”
“Wait a minute, wait a minute, I can’t fly a broom. Why don’t we just materialize at Disney World?”
“You can’t,” answered the wizard. “You haven’t been trained. You might reappear inside a wall or without a body part, and we’ll never be able to find it.”
Jesse cringed. The thought of ending up all over town was not appealing. “That doesn’t mean that I can fly on a broom. I’m not a wizard.”
“The brooms are enchanted, Jesse. As long as you believe, they obey.”
“Are you sure?”
“You have to come, Jesse, you’re the only one who can recognize Claw.”
Jesse stood pensive for a moment holding the broom. He looked at it and then back at Beifar. “I’ll be right back.” He ran downstairs to the front counter and grabbed his helmet, then back through the store, but something was very wrong. He was standing exactly where the crystal ball once stood. It was gone. He quickly looked around the room, and it was nowhere to be found.
“It’s gone!” he shouted up to the wizard. “The crystal ball is gone!”
Jesse ran back up to the office to find Beifar mounted on his broom hovering a few feet off the floor. “The crystal ball has disappeared!” he exclaimed.
“We can’t worry about that now. We need to hurry.”
“What do I do?” Jesse asked as he put on his helmet.
“First, focus on your energy.”
“Check.” Jesse felt his hands, arms, legs, head, and the entire body.
“Don’t lose focus of your energy.”
“Check.”
“Now mount your broom.”
Jesse mounted the broom and gripped it tightly. “Check.”
“Now, picture where we’re going, and keep that fixed in your mind.”
“Easy, I’ve been there many times.”
“Good, now kick your feet up, lean forward and let go.”
The wizard was out the window.
Jesse swallowed hard. The moment of truth arrived. He breathed in deeply. The next step was huge and would propel him across a line of no return. He just witnessed a wizard – no, a man, fly away on a broom. A man on a broom! Was this for real? In the last few days Jesse experienced more magic than probably any Folk ever encountered in the entire world, so he thought. And now, here he was with a broom between his legs ready to…fly? Jesse breathed deeply again. His heart raced, every cell pulsated, and every nerve tingled. There was more energy and excitement rushing through his body than if he jammed his finger into an electrical outlet. Jesse needed to make up his mind now. Oh my God, Oh my God! OH MY GOD! Jesse felt his grip tighten. This was the craziest thing he was ever going to attempt, but after all he experienced, with Claw and now Beifar flying out the window on broom, maybe it wasn’t so crazy. Maybe, all the proof he needed was right before him. Who can I ask? Who can I call? What do I do? Just do it…just do it! JUST DO IT! His mind screamed. Jesse focused, leaned forward, kicked his feet up behind him, and soared.