Indie!
Where are you?
Girls! I have a simple task, that even you three can't mess up.
Task, Miss Drill?
The registrar who is conducting the ceremony
is stuck at the bottom of the mountain.
His broomstick's broken down and he gets travel sick when magically transported.
I need you to collect him for me.
Can you manage that?
I was hoping to study today, Miss Drill.
I've been working on something new.
I call it the puppet spell.
It is a holiday, Clarice.
I don't do holidays, Miss Drill.
I do do holidays, Miss Drill.
We'd be glad to help, Miss Drill.
Good. Now, be careful.
Miss Cackle has lifted our invisibility spell
for the benefit of some non-magical relatives.
We can all be seen.
And girls? Get this wrong and you'll be flying over the sports field.
Without broomsticks!
You must be Miss Bat's young niece.
Yes, that's right, yes. Yes.
Welcome to Cackle's.
Refreshments are available just down the corridor and to your left.
I know, Miss Cackle.
I'm in trouble for leaving the premises again.
You have not found Indigo?
I've searched everywhere.
I have put out an alert to all witches. There have been no sightings as yet.
She has no-one out there. Nowhere to go.
I'm almost glad Star went with her.
At least she's got someone looking out for her.
Which is more than I could do.
You did all you could, Mildred.
You proved yourself to be a responsible, kind-hearted witch
as I hoped you would.
Your future here is secure.
How can I stay, Miss Cackle, knowing that I let her down like that?
Oh dear.
Are we lost?
Does Indigo really have no-one at all?
No-one except us.
I didn't think.
Why the sad face now, Ethel? HB conjured up some terrible punishment for you?
Worse.
She's ignored me.
One thing I've never been is ignored.
Well you better get used to it.
What if I had a way to bring her back?
Hello.
We've come to give you a lift.
What's wrong with him?
You'd think he's never been on a broomstick before.
Ah, yes. Yes, this is perfect. Yes.
Oh, this will never work.
Where is my lift?
Can you just tell me?
Shh!
Ah!
What is that?
Sent from the Great Wizard. The same gift he gives to all newlyweds.
A wishing star.
What? No. No. No more wishing stars!
Please assure His Greatness that I'll keep it safe in my office
until after the ceremony.
We can use the wedding as a cover to sneak in
and then switch the star to a fake one.
Look. I stole a Wishing Star once this year and it got us into so much trouble.
So, no.
It would be for Indigo. A wish to bring her back to the Academy.
And it would also be for me.
I'd like to do something I'm not ashamed of.
Just one time.
Bea? Why did you come in here?
Don't bring that thing near me!
Since when does a wizard have a backpack?
- You need a potion to calm you. - What?
These are good for soothing spells.
You're thinking about these.
Excuse me, but...
Who are you?
I'm Marvin Pringle. Librarian.
Rambler.
And, I must warn you, tai-chi master!
Ha!
He's not a wizard!
Where'd he go?
He... He's escaped!
Do you realize what we've done?
We've brought a non-magical stranger into the Academy.
Now, Myrtle, please tell Miss Drill
I need a responsible third year posted on that door.
And given strict instructions not to let anyone in.
Don't want any more wishing stars going astray, do we?
That's why I couldn't do this alone.
You can tell the guard anything to get her away from the door and she'll believe you.
Me, not a chance.
How do I know I can trust you, Ethel?
If you want to go alone, fine.
And you'd be okay with that?
Of course.
You just need to learn the secret magical hand gesture
for opening and closing the box.
The what?
The Great Wizard set it to the simplest possible one.
Yeah. Maybe you'd better come.
Shall we just get it now?
Tooth of fox and claw of bear,
cauldron stay up in the air.
Too many people around.
We'll go to the wedding along with everyone else.
We sneak out when all eyes are on the bride.
And then...
welcome back Indigo Moon.
More punch, I reckon.
No sign of him.
He can't have vanished.
We're going to have to tell someone.
We'll be finished as witches.
If Marvin Pringle gets out of here
with his memory intact everyone could be finished as witches.
Sybil will have picked up the real registrar by now.
We just need to take Mr Pringle back and blow some forgetting powder on him.
I know where Miss Hardbroom keeps it.
We just need to find him.
What we need to do is think like a non-magical person.
How are we supposed to do that?
Hello, ladies. Bet you didn't expect to see me back here, did you?
Miss Hubble. We need your help.
I promised myself I wouldn't get into any trouble this visit.
It was so kind of Miss Bat to even think of inviting me, after everything.
Miss Hubble, please.
What would a non-magical person do if he'd found himself in the Academy?
I think he'd probably be looking for a phone signal.
And the only place I could ever find one was...
I need police, ambulance, the Ramblers' Club. Anyone!
Shoo! Shoo, frogs, shoo!
Oi! Those are my guests!
Oh, and this...
This is my best man.
Oh, I'm so sorry, Geoffrey.
And thank you, thank you, thank you, for the very tasty wedding gifts.
Stop!
Hmm. Must be one of Miss Bat's relatives.
Some if them are a... a tiny bit weird.
Hello?
Mister Registrar?
Hello?
Fudge?
Fudge.
Tell me he's not a VIP.
He's not a VIP.
He's nobody.
You can forget all about this.
Brilliant!
Try not to put anyone into a clay sculpture today, Miss Hubble!
Honestly. You make one mistake...
I shall not disturb you. I simply wanted to give you my...
best wishes.
Oh, but you'll be at the wedding?
I fear not.
I do not believe I am in a position
to properly carry out my duties at Cackle's anymore.
How can I demand the best behavior from the girls,
when I myself have behaved unforgivably?
Oh, what a lot of cauldron curd.
Miss Bat?
It's all about what one girl thinks, isn't it?
The one who's finally cleared off just as you wanted.
Except that's made you feel even more wretched, hasn't it?
Miss Bat.
Today is my wedding day and I'm allowed to say what I think.
And I think you love making yourself feel wretched, Miss Hardbroom,
because you accidentally got a girl turned to stone.
Well...
fine.
But if you really want to suffer, I have a suggestion.
Find her,
bring her back, and teach her.
He should get away with a sore head. Poor thing.
Did he manage to call anyone?
Not long enough to give anything away and I don't think he made any texts.
Oh, wait...
Aw.
What is it, Miss Hubble?
"Country walk, fun date idea. Not."
I think he was expecting a lady friend.
And I don't think she's coming.
Can we just get him back down the mountain, please?
Oh!
Miss Hubble, I have the forgetting powder,
- we need to take him-- - He's not there!
The real registrar.
But that means there's no-one to perform the ceremony.
We had one job.
What have you done to him?
I knew I should have just worked on my puppet spell today.
Your what?
It's just a way of controlling another person's actions...
as if they were a puppet!
That's it!
Wait? Clarice...
He's going to conduct the ceremony.
How can he, when--
I'll be controlling everything he says and does.
With this.
Oh no. This is a bad idea.
It's worse than one of my ideas.
We've no choice.
"As seeds fall in the forest,
as fruits grow on the land,
when this wreath a witch doth wear, follow their command."
See? You just think about what you want him to do and he does it.
Or say it out loud if it helps.
Woah!
Right, we best hurry up. The ceremony's due to begin, like, now.
Oh!
Where are those girls?
We might have a slight problem, Miss Cackle.
You see I asked--
I had so hoped Miss Hardbroom would be joining us.
Alas, it seems not.
Yes, Miss Cackle, the thing is, we have a more important issue.
You look bewitching.
Um...
shouldn't there be someone here to, uh, you know, marry us?
So sorry everyone.
Normal service will now be resumed.
So sorry everyone.
Normal service will now be resumed.
Where's Mildred going?
With Ethel?
Miss Hubble, Clarice is trying to concentrate.
Sorry.
Have you been at the pond water? It was only for the frogs.
You're hopeless at it. Give it to me.
I'm fine, bristlebrain.
Oh!
We are gathered here today to celebrate the wedding...
We are gathered here today
to celebrate the wedding of
Miss Gwendoline Bat
and Mr Algernon Rowan-Webb.
Hey, Flis, you'll never guess who's bridesmaid.
HB!
-In a frilly frock! -No way.
Well, if you want to take a look, I can cover for you for five minutes.
Miss Cackle said I wasn't to leave for anyone.
I'm not anyone.
I'm just me.
Five minutes.
Coast's clear.
Keep watch.
And hope he hasn't changed this.
Hurry, Ethel.
Ethel.
Ethel!
One simple glow spell.
...as they were separated for decades.
With no idea that they were simply
a pond away from each other...
That's brilliant, Sybil.
...and two different species.
And now I think it's time...
We had a special...
A special...
For a special...
secret...
...performance from us pupils.
Performance...
from some of our...
pupils!
Sybil! It's only a wasp.
Ow!
A secret performance from some of our pupils.
We've been practicing one of Miss Bat...
Esper Vespertilio's, most well-known pieces.
We hope you like it.
Tail of ox and beard of goat
Tooth of wolf and claw of stoat
Mix them in a bubbling stew
Then the bats shall dance for you
Shall dance for you
Oh-oh
Tail of ox and beard of goat
Tooth of wolf and claw of stoat
Mix them in a bubbling stew...
Where did we get this halfwit?
We did it! We got the star! That's teamwork, Mildred Hubble!
We're unstoppable!
We're bringing Indigo back! Let's make the wish!
What?
It's not our wish to make.
Mildred! Come back!
"Double, double, toil and trouble,
fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Fillet of a fenny snake..."
Least romantic reading ever. I bet Mr Rowan-Webb chose this.
Least romantic reading ever.
I bet Mr Rowan-Webb chose this.
Bea!
You're miles away!
Thank you for that reading, Mabel.
Shakespeare, eh? Flippin' brilliant.
Uh, I haven't finished.
Face the bride, Algernon, you're not marrying me.
Oh!
What is going on up here?
Uh...
It's a better view, Miss Hardbroom.
I, Gwendoline Bat, take you, Algernon Rowan-Webb
to be my lawfully wedded lizard-- Wizard!
Lizard-- Wizard!
To be my lawfully wedded wizard.
I think you know the rest.
Oh. To chant and to rhyme
from this day forward.
For good spells or for bad.
For thick potions or thin.
As human or as frog.
To love and to cherish.
Till magic is no more.
I now pronounce you witch and wizard.
You know, he's got a nice smile.
You know, he has a nice smile.
And dimples.
When you've finished, Miss Hubble?
Did I think that out loud?
Can you please get him out of here before HB works it out.
Sorry I'm late.
What a climb!
Right!
Shall we start the service?
If he's the registrar...
who was that?
I'll take you to the bus stop, Miss Hubble.
I'm sorry the day hasn't been as you expected.
Well, when is it ever in this place?
I'm just sorry I didn't get to see our Mildred.
I know she's been really worried about her friend Indie going off.
You'll explain to her for me, won't you?
Of course, Miss Hubble.
I'd love to hear that explanation.
Let's do this.
Please don't worry, Mr Pringle.
Stop and think! We can cast any spell.
-Don't you want Indigo back? -Not like this.
You know I'd do anything to get Indie back.
But the star belongs to Miss Bat and Mr Rowan-Webb
and I'm going to give it to them.
Very noble of you, Mildred Hubble.
So you took the wishing star?
Miss Bat,
surely you don't take Mildred seriously?
-It was a simple game which-- -Yes, Miss Bat.
I wanted one of these for a long time.
To grant my greatest wish.
And now,
that has already been granted.
I'm looking for a Mrs Rowan-Webb.
Oh, I think that must be me!
I know you only wanted it for a very good reason...
Mildred Hubble.
I've had my breather now. Shall we go back in?
Oh, absolutely.
I wonder when we'll be getting our gift from The Great Windbag?
Well that's blown everything!
Why didn't you listen to...
It's ours.
Yes, I need every emergency service.
There's this castle, you see, and it's full of... Well, it's full of...
Why don't you forget all about it?
Oh.
Morning. Um, I mean, um... evening.
I'm Julie.
I love country walks.
Hurry up!
I can't wait to make this wish.
Thank you, Mildred.
What?
For letting me do this.
Even if no-one else knows.
You cast the spell.
Oh, no, I couldn't.
Go on.
Then I can tell Indie and everyone else that you brought her back.
She's your friend, I can't--
Take it.
Thank you again.
For everything!
Ethel?
No!
Ethel!
Ethel, what have you done?
Oh, you'll see, Mildred Hubble. You'll see.
What did you wish for?