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satisfaction.
    â€œAll right,” said Deria. “Listen to me. Your grandmother isn’t dead, but her condition is serious. We can’t leave her here. I have to go get help. I’m going to use a levitation spell to transport the bodies. I want you to watch me very carefully, because you’re going to have to do exactly the same thing.”
    Tara was startled.
    â€œA spell?”
    â€œA levitation spell, yes. It lets me lift the bodies without touching them. I’ll show you on Tachil and Mangus, and you can try with your grandmother.”
    Tara was too shaken up to think, so she didn’t argue.
    Deria explained: “You make a gesture of lifting and you say, ‘By Levitus, I raise you in the air. You obey and float midair.’”
    Under the girl’s astonished eyes, Tachil and Mangus’s rigid bodies rose smoothly off the ground. Deria began to push them toward the manor, and Tara turned to her grandmother.
    This whole business was completely nuts, Tara thought. She knew from experience how hard controlling her gift was, so it was without much conviction that she gestured the stiff body upward while imagining that it would obey her and begin to float. She was so skeptical that she even forgot to recite the spell.
    Suddenly her grandmother took off, and not just by a couple of feet—much, much higher! Before a baffled Tara had time to stop her, she had already soared above the treetops and was rising in the sky toward the moon.
    â€œCome down, Grandma!” yelled the panic-stricken girl. “Come down!”
    For one terrifying moment, she felt that her grandmother wouldn’t obey her. But then the body obediently began its descent, gracefully coming to float in front of her. Struggling to calm her pounding heart, Tara swallowed painfully, then very gingerly pushed her grandmother toward the house. The body moved effortlessly. All she had to do was to give it a push, and it moved in the desired direction. She had a little trouble turning into the main door, and going up the stairs had its anxious moments.
    â€œBring the lady to her bedroom, Tara!” shouted Deria. “I’ll set Tachil and Mangus on their beds and come over.”
    â€œAll right,” answered Tara, who was concentrating on keeping her grandmother from drifting away over the railing.
    When she finally got Isabella nicely floating above the embroidered quilt on her bed, Tara heaved a sigh of relief. True, Isabella’s feet were at the pillow end and her head at the bottom, but she didn’t want to move her any more. On entering the bedroom, she’d miscalculated her grandmother’s momentum and almost sent her shooting out the open window.
    Before long, Deria arrived. Despite the seriousness of the situation, she smiled when she saw that Tara had positioned her grandmother backward and was clearly reluctant to touch her for fear of doing something wrong.
    The big room was cluttered with books, papers, musical instruments, stuffed animals hanging from the ceiling, crystals, vases, and piles of stuff on the sofa, both tables, and three armchairs. And that wasn’t even counting Isabella’s black Labrador Manitou, who lay snoring in his basket, indifferent to all the commotion. He was the only dog Tara knew who could spend twenty-four hours asleep without so much as twitching an ear.
    â€œWait, I’ll help you!” exclaimed Deria, startling Tara, who hadn’t heard her come in.
    Together, they turned Isabella’s body around. Then Deria told Tara what she had to do next.
    â€œWe don’t have the power to undo the spell she’s under. We’ll have to get Chemnashaovirodaintrachivu. I’m sure he’ll be able to un-petrify your grandmother.”
    â€œChem-who?” asked Tara.
    â€œChemnashaovirodaintrachivu. He’s one of the wizards of the High Council. High wizards are the most powerful spellbinders. The problem is that I have to go