Back in his own room for the first time in days, he was getting ready to go down to the dinner when a note was slipped under his door. Herbert batted it to him.

It was written in letters that had been cut from what appeared to be issues of Preteen Conjurer. It read:

“This is terrible!” Howie exclaimed.

“No, it’s not,” said Herbert. “It will give you material for the sequel.”

“You’re right, Herbert,” said Howie. “Thank you.”

“It’s nothing,” said Herbert modestly.

As the two friends went off to join Delilah and Snivel on their way to the Chamber of Chow, Howie was already thinking about his next adventure at the Dogwiz Academy for Canine Conjurers—

Howie Monroe and the Enchanted Chew Bone

THE END?