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A fishy spell
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Surveying the hordes of woodlice in front of you, you raise your wand up high and cry out in a loud voice:

"Amansa atún!"

For a moment nothing happens.

Then three glimmering golden bubbles expand into the air in front of you, until they are the size of footballs. Inside each golden bubble is a large golden fish. The fish flap their fins and smile at you happily.

"What's that spell?" Snako asks you.

"Err I'm not sure, I was hoping it would be a whirlwind or lightning strike or something."

The golden bubbles pop and the three fish flop to the floor with a surprised look on their faces and then disappear with another pop.

The woodlice look on, unimpressed.