Duh-duh-dun duh-duh-dun duh-duh-dun dun dun! Duh-duh-dun duh-duh-dun duh-duh-dun dun dun... Duh-duh-dun duh-duh-dun duh-duh-dun dun dun! Duh duh DUHHHHHHH... duh duh duh dun DUN DUN!

...

Yeah.

The door of the room burst open and Jake forward-rolled in, landing knelt on the ground, all Indiana Jones style. The boy cautiously stood up and took note of the HUYYUUUGE pixies in there... they were but a few inches smaller than he!

And... well, apparently they seemed to notice this. They were, like, a KAZILLION of them and only ONE of him, and the pixies' faces all suddenly acquired an identical expression of... well... PURE EVIL!

And now they were... WHY WERE THEY THROWING THINGS AT HIM?!

"Ouch!" Jake exclaimed, grabbing his wand and pointlessly waving it randomly in the air. "Rapskallions! HUZZAHHHH!"

But there was nothing to be HUZZAH-ing about yet.

As he eyed one of the pixies about to throw a huge encyclopedia of magic at him, Jake brandished his wand at the fiend. "Expelliarmus!" he yelled, causing the pixie to, oddly, drop the book. Jake thought he was, of course, getting the hang of this spell... until he realised that pixie was now nursing burns on his hands.

Well... at least he dropped the b-

"OWCH!" Jake yelled as a lamp whacked him upside the head. WHERE WERE THEY GETTING ALL THESE LAMPS?! Turning his wand on the culprit, Jake stalled for a moment as he tried to think what spells they had actually learnt in that lesson. "Errr... Lowwww... commotormortis!" he exclaimed, holding his eyes shut as he cast the spell and looked at the pixie, who was now on the floor, struggling to get up.

Again, Jake had actually hit a nearby book with the spell and blown it up, the spine of it whacking the pixie upside the head and dazing it as it fell.

Well... at least it was down.

Okay, now... what was the other spell? Oh yeah.

Aiming his wand at an 'innocent' lil pixie just hanging around the edges of the chaos for the moment, Jake ignored the huge volumes of encyclopedias whacking him round the head and focused. He knew this one. Heard it alot. "Petrificus Totalus," Jake said clearly, moving his wand arm crazily.

After recovering from a book to the face, Jake looked around to find a pixie howling in pain, where he had tried to drag his cohort into the chaos before the spell hit. His hand was now crushed in the rigid grip of the other.

Wait... the spell worked?

"HUZZAHHHHHH!" Jake cried, jumping into the air and doing a crazy fist-pump. This was AMAZING!

Was.

Until Jake realised... the pixies weren't too keen on Jake hurting their companions and then celebrating. They all suddenly charged at him, causing Jake to turn tail and leg it out the room, slamming the door behind him and hearing the thuds of little bodies ricocheting off the wood.

Mission... erm... accomplished?