The spell

It was the year 3045 and professor Purple was making his best potion known to man: it was to make crocodiles fly. He twisted and turned finding it extremely difficult, trying to make this potion work but would it work? “Exormblabongly” he yelled pointing his wand to the potion. The crocodile next to him looked humiliated as the liquid was poured onto him. Suddenly, wings the size of griffins grew o of the side of the beast and the wings flapped. He rose into the air aiming for the window when all of a sudden SMASH he was gone never to be seen again…


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