The wizard rolled up the sleeves of his fancy wizardly robe and began a
strange incantation.
"Sleben var eggshoop. Bipp doo thibby thibby wonk. Stagyar-vil-doggo, voon flollup! Goosnargh." Fred glanced at the door, but the wizard wasn't finished yet. "Siptor tran tonsil, vor mastra juk. Cowpies. Voon blurble." Fred began to roll his eyes. What sort of wizard was this? But then the wizard spoke the final word of the chant... "SMITHEREENS!" "Good luck," the wizard added, and with a small gesture, vanished. Fred and Velus gaped at the door in horror as it blew to Smithereens. As the smoke cleared, Fred could see a large room behind the door, with tunnels branching off in different directions. He was more concerned, however, with the thousands of Smithereens which were now picking themselves up off the ground, scraping each other off of walls, gathering into groups, dusting themselves off, and generally behaving entirely as you'd expect a Smithereen to behave after just having been blown to. Fred cautiously examined the small creatures as Velus jumped about, barking frantically. They were perfectly normal-looking in an odd sort of way, and seemed rather displeased. "Hey there," called one of the smallish creatures, "you overgrown sod, what's the meaning of this?"
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