Come on. Chop, chop.
Put a spring in your step, girls. It's not end of term yet.
We've got prize-giving to look forward to.
And all of Miss Cackle's speeches.
What did you wish for?
Oh, Mildred Hubble. If only you knew.
Passing back through mists of time, I now delete your childhood crime.
Thirty years were long and hard, confined to turret, hall and yard.
Look out at the world below,
Hecate...
you're free to go.
Right, Hecate. That's it.
You can leave as soon as the day is done.
Oh, it's hard to imagine; next term you won't be here.
Yes, Ada--
The girls will miss you too, although, of course, they won't admit it.
Ada--
I gather Miss Drill has her eye on your room.
Apparently she's thinking about pastel shades.
Ada, I have changed my mind.
Hecate?
It was something Miss Bat said.
I have run away from what happened long enough.
I believe it is time I stopped blaming Indigo
and started trying to make amends.
But this is marvelous news!
Although Miss Drill will be disappointed.
I think she had already bought the paint.
I will spend the summer searching for Indigo Moon.
I only hope she can forgive me.
Strange.
My tea-leaves predicted sunshine.
I don't think Miss Bat and I will be flying off on honeymoon tonight.
No-one's flying anywhere in this.
Or magicking themselves out.
An electrical storm wreaks havoc with transportation spells.
Can't even climb down the mountain, you'd be blown away.
But it's the end of term. How are people meant to get home?
Inside, please, everyone.
Great. Looks like we'll be spending another...
night at Cackle's.
Almost like someone planned it.
Someone with a wishing star, for instance?
You think that Ethel wanted this?
Who else would be mean enough to trap people in school
at the start of the summer holidays?
Somebody's up there!
Oh, here we go. Hello, Ethel.
Indigo?
Indie!
Hello Cackle's!
Bet none of you thought I could do the weather spell, am I right?
Indie!
My cases!
Those were designer!
What is wrong with her?
- I don't know! - Here's the deal.
I want HB.
I'm going to turn her to stone.
And if you don't give me HB, then I'll wipe out the castle.
Your choice.
You've got 30 minutes to decide.
One for each year I was a statue.
Onward, ever striving onward
Proudly on our brooms we fly...
Girls, rooms.
Teachers, with me. Mildred, you come too.
Perhaps you can explain what on earth your friend is playing at.
When our days of school are over
Let us think of them with pride
Ne'er a day will pass before us
When we have not tried our best
Kept our potions bubbling nicely...
I'm as confused as you are, Miss Cackle.
Miss Hardbroom was always worried
that Indigo's magic would once again make her malevolent.
But I thought those fears were unfounded.
She would never do anything to hurt anyone.
Come on, everyone!
She's gone the same way as Mildred's mum. Crazier than a cauldron of coconuts!
You only have to look at that contraption she's riding, again.
I told you to go to your room, Felicity Foxglove.
But my readers have a right to know what's going on, Miss Cackle.
Then tell them this.
Indigo seems to have mastered some powerful magic, it is true,
but she is just one girl.
If we cast a protection spell upon ourselves, we can deal with her.
We simply need
the right ingredients.
My potions.
Where are all my potions?
It seems you taught Indigo better than we thought, Mildred Hubble.
I really didn't teach her this, Miss Cackle!
So we can't make protection potions?
We cannot make any potions.
This is not the Indie we know.
Because the magic's got her all messed up.
You have to come from a witching family to be a witch.
It says so in the Code.
Why did you think you knew better, Mildred?
Felicity. Please.
I will go outside and tell Indigo she must stop this now.
You will do no such thing. That is exactly what she wants.
Indigo Moon is my problem,
it is too dangerous for anyone else.
Miss Cackle!
There are messages coming through from the girls.
They say a pupil just went outside.
What?
They say it's Ethel Hallow.
Twenty minutes left!
Do you hear me, Cackle's, I said--
Indigo Moon! You don't belong here and you never will!
Ethel! How nice to see you!
Ethel Hallow!
Come back!
It's definitely Ethel!
I said no-one else was to move.
I never did get the chance to say goodbye.
No!
Ethel!
Be careful, Ethel!
She has a protection spell!
They say Ethel's taking Indigo on.
Like bee to flower, like moth to flame.
Lightning go back whence you came!
Indigo!
Where is she? Where's Indie?
Where's Indie?
She did it!
Ethel did it!
Oh, I've been looking everywhere for you.
Do you want me to pack your red trunks or your blue trunks?
I think we have bigger concerns than that, dear.
I have searched the grounds.
Perhaps she's made a run for it?
-Speech! -Speech! Speech!
Please, I only did what anyone would have done.
Luckily I'd been doing extra study on my protection potions in my free time.
Meaning that I had my own potion,
which Indigo Moon could not have known about.
And yes, I did tweak the spell,
so it was able not just to protect from lightning but throw it back.
Woah!
That may seem a bit harsh.
But then again it was an awful rendition of the school song.
-The school song! -What about it?
Indie never sang the real words to the school song.
Only the naughty ones which she--
She and I made up as girls.
Miss Hardbroom, I don't know what we saw in the sky,
but I don't think that was the real Indigo Moon.
Ethel! Ethel! Ethel!
Course he would have to be early.
Marvin Pringle, which part of 1 p.m. do you not...
Star?
Er... Miss Hubble?
I'm sorry, Mildred, I don't really follow.
We all saw Indigo.
But she didn't behave like Indigo, did she?
And she was on the wrong broomstick. She lost that one!
Indie was cured of bad magic.
She was trying to fit in and be good. She wouldn't put anyone in danger.
Then who did we see up there, hurling thunderbolts about?
It was like...
like someone's idea of who Indigo is.
Someone who doesn't like her very much.
I realize that some of you were disappointed by my actions made last year.
I hope now that I have restored the good name of the Hallows.
A true witching family.
I know what she wished for!
This! She wished for this!
What? Mildred?
What do you mean, "wished"?
I'm sorry, Marvin. Can we make it the same time next week?
No, you don't need to bring a flask.
Looking forward to it.
I'm sorry for all of this.
You don't even know me.
Well... I feel like I do.
Mildred's talked about you ten to the dozen on the magic mirror.
She talked a lot about you too. And where she grew up.
That's how I found you.
And where have you been till now?
Here and there.
Is there no-one that can take you in? No family?
I had an aunt and an uncle.
But I can't find them.
I went back to the old house, I asked everyone I could.
No-one even remembers them.
Well I could help you look.
It was 30 years ago.
They're probably long gone now.
I don't have anywhere to go.
Right.
What are you doing?
Leaving a magic mirror message for Mildred.
She needs to tell Miss Cackle that you're here.
-Please don't! -Indigo.
There's someone there I don't want to see.
Someone who was supposed to be my best friend.
Miss Hardbroom.
Mildred told me.
How could she not say anything?
When she knew I was trying to look for her?
How could she treat me that horribly?
Sometimes adults get angry at other people when they're really angry at themselves.
Mildred knew too, and she never said anything either.
Well, perhaps Mildred just thought it was HB's job to tell you.
But she didn't, did she.
Joy grew up to be a horrible person.
And because of her, I am never going back to Cackle's.
There's something Ethel isn't telling you.
She and I took Miss Bat and Mr Rowan-Webb's wishing star.
You did what?
Miss Bat said we could use it to help bring Indigo back,
but Ethel wanted it for herself and now I know why.
Ethel Hallow!
She used the wish to make her the one who saves the school.
The wishing star gave her something to save us from.
A fake Indigo. Ethel's idea of a menace.
Mildred Hubble.
All so you could be the teachers' pet again.
If there's one thing Ethel Hallow did not do today, it's save the school.
Onward, ever striving onward
Proudly on our brooms we fly
Straight and true above the treetops
Shadows on the moonlit sky
Onward, ever striving onward
Proudly on our brooms we fly...
Ethel Hallow, where is that protection potion?
I only did one measure, Miss Hardbroom.
You emptied my potions laboratory for that?
Down to the kitchens! Everyone!
What part of "HB or the school"
did you not understand?
You've got 12 minutes left!
Stop this! I don't wish this anymore.
-I unwish it! -Come on, come on!
Thanks.
Oh, Indie, would you pay the delivery lad for me? Purse is in my bag.
Star. Come on, come here.
Now, take this note to Mildred.
Reckon you can you fly this?
Sorry. Best I can do.
Okay, go on boy.
This way, girls!
Let's not lose heart, everyone. There's always a silver lining.
I could make some of my famous cheese scones!
Suit yourselves.
The wishing star is attempting to complete your wish.
It is giving you another chance.
But I can't save the school.
Not without a protection potion.
Did I not always warn you that wishing stars are not to be trifled with?
Well, if Mildred Hubble
hadn't fooled you all into thinking she was some kind of golden girl.
Millie has never been that.
She's got her own plaque in the hall, hasn't she?
She's lantern monitor, isn't she?
Lantern monitor.
Who cares?
I care. I care because she was asked and I was not...
and all because she saved the school one time!
Miss Cackle, we have less than ten minutes.
Well, we'll just have to hand over Miss Hardbroom.
That is not an option!
There is another possibility.
Prove to the fake Indigo that it is not real.
That it is a sham.
How would we do that, Miss Cackle?
We would need to present it with the real Indigo Moon.
But she could be anywhere.
I could really get used to this, you know.
You don't want a full-time house guest, do you?
I'm actually serious.
Star and I would love...
Hey, where is Star?
Here, boy! Here!
Listen, Indie.
What if I told you that I was an amazing gymnast?
Okay, maybe not gymnast. Piano player.
And I told you that I was dropping out of music school forever.
What would you say?
Can I have your piano?
Mildred tells me you have amazing magic talent.
And every time I use it I remember where it came from.
From someone who can't stand having me around.
Found this in your bag when I was getting the money.
It's forgetting powder, isn't it?
Yeah.
How did you know?
-There's a label stuck on it. -Oh.
Yeah. I didn't want to get it mixed up with my blusher.
I should have given it back straight away.
Well, I'm glad you didn't.
'Cause I want to forget I ever met Joy Hecate Hardbroom.
How can you do that without forgetting everything,
without forgetting all your magic?
Well, if that's what I have to do...
Fine.
Five minutes!
Stop, Hecate!
We are almost out of time.
You can't go out there, Miss Hardbroom.
Does anyone have a better way of finding Indigo Moon?
Then the matter is closed.
I said I wanted to make amends, Ada.
I suppose this is one way.
Star! Star, come here, boy!
Oh, I've missed you!
Where have you been?
Good boy! Good boy! Good boy! Okay.
-Indigo's at my mum's! -What?
We just have to go and get her!
No-one can get through the storm!
Star just did, because he's a brilliant flyer.
Miss Hardbroom can too.
Because she's brilliant at transportation spells.
Dangerous, even for Miss Hardbroom.
The storm could prevent her from materializing.
She could be lost forever!
Or she could be turned to stone and we could all be blown to pieces!
You're the only one who can do it, Miss Hardbroom.
Indigo Moon fled this place to be away from me.
What can I possibly say to bring her back?
The things you have wanted to say for 30 years.
Four minutes.
Indigo, don't do this.
How am I supposed to live a normal life, knowing what I am?
I can't go back and I can't go forward.
So... I have to do it.
Thank you, Ms Hubble.
Indigo Moon, put that powder down!
Put it down, please.
Cackle's needs your help.
- Seriously? - What's wrong?
Is Mildred okay?
If Indigo returns, she will be.
You couldn't wait to get rid of me before.
You gave me magic once, because you needed a friend.
When I needed a friend, where were you?
I am sorry!
I am sorry... for what happened to you, and that I could not turn it back.
And when you returned,
I had to face that again, every time I saw you.
It is true, I cannot be your friend.
Not like when we were young together.
I am your teacher now, Indigo.
And I will not let you down ever again.
Time is running out.
Put the powder down, please.
And trust me.
Here I come, ready or not!
Just try to be brave, girls.
Time's up, Cackle's! Bring me HB!
Where is she?
Fine!
Then you've made your choice!
- Millie! - Millie!
Mildred!
Come back!
You're not the real Indie!
Oh, aren't I?
No! You're just magic!
Wishing star magic!
Millie, no!
Mildred Hubble is right for once!
This evil copy is no more real than a hologram.
It's a trick. I'm real.
No, you're not! I'm the one and only Indigo Moon!
I'm the one and only!
If you're the real Indie, you'll know the words to the school song.
Of course I know!
Onward, ever striving onward
- Proudly-- - No!
The version you and Joy used to sing.
Onward, ever skiving onward
Proudly in our rooms we lie
Zoom like rockets through the treetops
Breaking rules as we whizz by
Ne'er a teacher goes before us
Who we will not prank our best
Keep our cauldrons smelling awful
Cast our spells with cheek and jest
Full of yawns we mix our potions
Add whatever we decide
When we turn Miss to a froggy
- Let us think of it...
with pride!
Indie.
We saved the school! We saved the school!
We saved the school!
Oh.
Evil me did this?
We'll all help rebuild, Miss Cackle.
Even if it means coming back in summer.
That's just Maud's little joke, Miss Cackle.
Don't worry, girls.
I think we finally have a worthwhile use for a wishing star.
Star light, star bright,
star of great and boundless might.
My beloved Academy now restore,
make it as it was before.
We did it!
Incredible!
Ethel Hallow.
I thought I would let you know
that I did have you down for lantern monitor next year.
Obviously now,
you will be monitor of...
nothing.
Right, Tabby, let's see if we can fix this.
I think you'll need a new one, Mildred.
Oh.
I assume you are returning?
You've certainly proved to me that both you and Indigo Moon
fully deserve a place at Cackle's.
I was just thinking, Miss Cackle.
There must be lots of girls out there who'd love to come to a school like this.
What do you mean, Mildred?
Well, it's just that, well...
Indie and I had such trouble getting in
because we weren't the usual type of pupil and--
Things have always been done a certain way at Cackle's.
For several hundred years.
It's traditional, Mildred.
We can't just go changing things.
But why can't we, Miss Cackle?
What's to stop us from opening our doors to all the girls out there
who feel a bit, well... different.
The girls who have magic in them.
Even if you can't always see it straight away.
Can you construct a sentence using two vestigial words...
Just a moment, Harrison. Let somebody else have a chance.