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Lizzard.”
    Ace stared at Wiglaf. “Well, you don’t look like much of a dragon slayer,” he said.
    â€œI am
not
, sir,” said Wiglaf. “I think Worm may havereturned to our school to find…someone he missed. So we must go back, too.”
    â€œâ€™Tis a long walk for stubby, human legs,” said Ace Lizzard.
    â€œI’ll never make it,” moaned Angus.
    â€œSince you came here because you truly care for Worm,” Ace said, “I’ll give you a ride back to your school.”
    â€œOh, thank you, sir!” cried Angus.
    Ace pulled on his flying goggles and hunkered down in the grass. Wiglaf climbed onto his back and held out a hand for Dudwin. Soon, all five questers were aboard.
    Wiglaf held on tight as the dragon ran, spread his wings, and took to the air.
    â€œGood-bye, Sissy! Good-bye, Taxi!” the questers shouted to the dragons on the ground who grew smaller and smaller as Ace Lizzard rose higher in the air.
    â€œHang on for a tight curve!” called Ace as he banked to the left.
    â€œThe minstrel’s prophecy is coming true,Wiggie!” Dudwin shouted over the flapping of wings. “I’m flying on the back of a dragon!”

    â€œYaaaaa-hoooo!” yelled Janice, and her gum dropped out of her mouth.
    Wiglaf looked down. He could see for miles. The whole flight, he kept a lookout for Worm but saw not a sign of his dear dragon. That could only mean one thing: Worm was already at Dragon Slayers’ Academy!

Chapter 6
    A ce dropped his passengers off outside the village of Toenail.
    â€œWouldn’t do for me to fly too near
your
DSA,” he said.
    â€œThank you, Mr. Lizzard!” cried the questers.
    Ace gave a salute, spread his wings again, and took off.
    The sun was going down as the questers headed south on Huntsman’s Path.
    â€œJust think!” said Wiglaf. “Worm may be in the library with Brother Dave right now!”
    â€œWhat’s all that light up ahead?” said Janice.
    â€œâ€™Tis DSA!” exclaimed Erica. “All lit up with torches!”
    As tired and hungry as they were, the questers broke into a run. They reached their school and started over the drawbridge.
    â€œWhat’s this?” cried Erica, and they all looked up at a new golden sign blazing over the castle gate:
    MORDRED’S CASTLE OF FORTUNE
    â€œWhat does
that
mean?” asked Dudwin.
    â€œLet’s find out what crazy thing is going on now!” cried Janice.
    They ran through the gate to the castle yard. Dozens of small tents dotted the ground. Student teachers stood on tall ladders, and by the light of many torches, they were painting the castle gold.
    â€œIs this some sort of camping trip?” said Dudwin.
    â€œI fear Uncle Mordred has lost his mind!” cried Angus.
    Baldrick de Bold stuck his head out of a tent and said, “Shhhhhh!!”
    â€œBut why is everyone sleeping out here?” whispered Wiglaf.
    â€œThe dorm’s been turned into a bingo parlor,” Baldrick said, sniveling from an awful cold.
    â€œBingo?” cried Janice. “I love bingo!”
    â€œWe don’t get to play,” said Baldrick, wiping his nose on his sleeve. “It’s for the customers what’s coming next week.”
    â€œWhat customers?” cried Angus. “What’s happening around here?”
    Wiglaf didn’t care what was happening. “I’m going up to the library to see Worm!” he said.
    â€œCan’t,” said Torblad, sticking his head out of another tent. “Lads and lasses aren’t allowed in the castle till breakfast.”
    Wiglaf cupped his hands to his mouth and shouted in the direction of the library tower, “Worm! Worm! Are you there?”
    â€œSHHHHH!” came a loud chorus from inside the tents.
    â€œFind a spot and go to sleep!” cried Torblad.
    While his friends spread their blankets on an empty patch of grass beside the