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- I prefer the power of my brain.

- Magic is so much more fun.

Desino venefisio.

Hey-ya!

- Did he say "dusty venison?"

- He said desino venefisio.

You speak Latin.

Want to translate that

into an un-dead language?

It means, "No magic allowed. "

- In dorms?

- In the university.

- What?

- Didn't you read the handbook?

Uh... Yeah, I read the handbook.

Refresh my memory?

It says, "Use of magic

on university grounds is prohibited.

Use of magic to complete schoolwork

will result in disciplinary action.

Use of magic on or against any student,

staff member or professor

will be grounds

for immediate dismissal. "

Good to know.

Insolent child.

Wow. Somebody needs

more fiber in their diet.

And I'm not a child.

Hi. I'm Dylan.

Hi. I'm not your type.

Hey! No magic allowed.

She speaks Latin.

Please tell me

you're not crushed on that.

Into a fine powder.

Time to go home, Dylan.

Uh... not really.

- Uh... yeah, it is.

- I'm staying.

That's funny, 'cause it just sounded

like you said you're staying.

- I'm a student.

- Where?

- Here.

- That's funny,

'cause it just sounded

like you said, "here. "

Mom only agreed to let you go

if I said I'd go too.

Trust me.

I don't want to be here, either.

Are you kidding me?

I gotta go find my dorm.

Fantastic.

What a great room.

No magic in school?

This is Halloweentown.

It's supposed to be all magic,

all the time.

I can't believe my mom

sent my little brother to baby-sit me.

Clean up on aisle seven.

Clean up on aisle seven.

Still waiting

on check stand three.

Ooh. Nice bracelet.

Grandma?

What are you doing here?

Visiting you at college, of course.

Ooh, I was hoping you'd get this room.

Where's Sophie?

Oh, she's touring the galaxy

with some little green docents.

I've seen it a million times.

I'm so glad you're here.

I have so many questions.

And so little time.

You know, your mother's on your side.

Try to cut her some slack.

OK.

Oh, dear.

A solar flare is about to interfere

with my slip stream.

You must be very careful

while you're here, dear.

There are secrets.

Things I should have told you.

Tell me now.

There's no time.

- Oh.

- Grandma.

I'm sorry, dear.

What if she's not OK

and that's why she isn't calling?

I'm just not good at this.

- Coupon?

- Oh, right. Here.

I'm a mom.

That's what I do.

That's what I've always done.

I guess I just didn't realize

they'd all fly off at once.

I have an empty nest.

- Will there be anything else?

- I just want my little birdies back.

Ma'am, your groceries.

We need assistance in floral.

Assistance in floral.

Meltdown on register three.

Come in!

How Zen.

Hello?

Um... My name's Marnie Piper.

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