04x07 - The Crystal Lake

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Maybe you just need a good deputy.

You could do worse than this one.
Enid's a superstar right now.

I am so sorry.

We're still friends, right?

Yeah, sure.

Miss Hempnettle caused my injury.
I wouldn't trust her if I were you.

SCREAMING

CAT MEOWS

Magic within, do my will.

Protect me henceforth
from all ill.

Ow.

Protect me from... Ow.

Protect me... Ow.
LAUGHTER

You should have mastered
the protection spell last year.

We shall have to do it all
over again this afternoon.

GROANING
Dis...missed.

Mildred, we are never going to
get to the cool, advanced magic

if you've got us stuck
on year three.

Some head girl candidate. Ethel!

Head girl has to be
best of the best.

An inspiration to all.

You can't even master the basics.

Just admit it.

You're not head girl material.

SHE LAUGHS

You're a hard person to find,
Enid Nightshade.

It took me . seconds.

I'm not training today.

Not training?

But tomorrow's the national
qualifiers, Enid,

for the Witch World Games.

And I don't deserve to be there.

So I bent the rules one time.

It's not one time, though.

Is it, Miss Hempnettle?

Miss Drill has said something.

Well, I'm sure she had
the best intentions.

But if you want the truth,
you know where to find me.

ENID SIGHS

Mum, will you please
answer your mirror?

I'm having a major wobble here.

You're not my mum.
You're not my mum.

I think you've got the wrong number.
Are those head girl badges?

Um...yeah.

I'm running for head girl, too.
At Pentangle's.

Really? Really. Wow, two already.
You're doing great.

Yeah, but thing is, if I do win,

then that's just the start
of my problems, isn't it?

Yeah.

What if you turn
yourself into a frog

during your acceptance speech, that
kind of thing. Yeah, that exactly.

A million and one duties
to potentially mess up.

Finally, someone who gets it.

GRUNTING, NERVOUS LAUGHTER

Good morning. My name is...

Oh, one moment.

Oh.

Ah.

Uh...

Oh, glasses.

HE GRUNTS

Ha-ha! Oh.

HE GRUNTS

HE SIGHS WITH RELIEF

My name is Mr Daisy.

New spell science teacher.

Please, could you direct me
to Miss Cackle?

Um, that way, sir, but...

Uh...

Pyjamas!

Fiery fumigants!

GRUNTING

Oh, thank you so much.

You saved me from complete disaster.

I think we are going to get on.

Oh, loose nail.

Oh!

Oh!

I...

That's just it. The more badges
I win, the more real it feels.

Scary real. Yeah, and then
the more real it feels,

the more I feel like
I'm not good enough.

I thought that, too,
until Miss Pentangle said

what a great job I did as head girl.

Hang on. What?

Actually, lunch is over, so...

How can Miss Pentangle have said
that? You haven't even won yet.

I shouldn't have mentioned.

What are you talking about?

Have you heard of the Crystal Lake?

I'm going to meet someone.
Jessica Juniper.

She's from Pentangle's.
Cover for me. What?

She knows this place called
the Crystal Lake.

It's hidden from magical
view, but...

You ask it a question and it shows
you the answer. What question?

Will I be a good head girl?

Looking into the future is
strictly forbidden, Millie.

Well, Jessica did it
and no-one found out.

I'm going to meet her there,

and she's going to show me
how to do the spell.

So you're sneaking out
without permission

to do forbidden magic
with a girl you don't know?

Promise you won't tell anyone.

Help, help!

HELP!

Sybil! It's going!

Don't panic! I'll catch you.

Catch me? It'll be OK. Trust me.

I thought I was the brainless
one around here.

MILDRED!
SCREAMING

I'm OK.

How am I OK?

CLEARING THROAT

Clarice?

You know the ingredients
we use in the potions lab.

Most of them do actually
grow in the woods.

Stupid levitation potion.

I was just trying to find the way.

The words you are looking for are,
"Thank you, Clarice."

What are you doing here?

I don't know about these two,
but I'm going to the Crystal Lake

to meet a Pentangle's girl.

Jessica Juniper.

So am I.

So am I.

Ah, Enid, give me a hand
with this, will you?

I just came to say that I'm not
going to change my mind, so...

Did Miss Drill tell you
we were best friends once?

Kind of.

Broom mates.

Training partners.

We both had a dream.

Broomstick racing gift set.

Witch World Games Qualifier.

SHE CHUCKLES

But of course, the real talent
was the star of the skies.

Is that Miss Drill?

But I could only ever follow
in her slipstream.

But from there, I could see
Dimity Drill

better than she could see herself.

And as she won one race after
another, her confidence grew.

And each event, she pushed herself
to fly faster and higher

than ever before, and the star
of the skies did not believe

she could ever fall to Earth.

And as the games drew close,

she knew that her place
was a certainty.

And she had but one
more race to win.

It wasn't enough to win.

She had to win spectacularly.

But I could see what they couldn't.

What she couldn't.

And as her broomstick started
to split under the strain,

she was going to fall.

And I shouted at her,
I waved my arms,

but she took no notice.

I reached for her but...

CLATTERING

You didn't push her.

You were trying to catch her.

I'm just saying, four wrong
numbers from the same girl.

Just can't be a coincidence.

It could happen, worry wart.

Oh, you've considered the
statistical data, have you?

It's obviously a Pentangle's
head girl challenge.

Help pupils from another school,

but you're not allowed to tell
them they're being helped.

That does sound like something
Miss Pentangle would think up.

Because you're best friends
with Miss Pentangle.

Oops, the genius is annoyed that
someone b*at her to the answer.

Why are you going to
the Crystal Lake anyway?

I just want to know if I'll
ever get back into a coven.

Same here.

Me too.

That's what you're worried about?

Well, it's not easy when even
your friends think you're a crybaby.

Oh, but it's OK to be brainless.

Why would they ever let us back
in when I'm so very rude?

Will you lot stop?

I can't believe you're letting this
coven thing get in the way of...

SCREAMING

Bea?

Nobody move.

I stood on a nest, but
I can't hold them for long.

I'm not that good a witch. OK.

Bea, we're going to vanish them.

We'll have to get the potion
together.

I can't find every ingredient
just lying around.

We'll have to try.

Sybil, you'll get stung too.

Nobody is getting stung today.

Bea is going to lift the wasps.

I can't concentrate that hard.
I'm brainless, remember?

And I'm a crybaby.

But I'm not scared
right now, am I?

Cos I know you can do this.

Go on.

Higher.

Higher.

Higher.

Higher.

Now...run!

It's so unfair how
Miss Drill blames you.

I thought, well...

Silly. Miss Hempnettle?

Well, it's why I cheated, Enid.

I thought if you could make it
through to the qualifiers

that you could compete in her name.

You know, Witch World Games
glory for Miss Drill at last.

The star of the skies rises again.

I'd be proud to do it
for Miss Drill.

I don't think you can win, Enid.

After all, I had to fix things
a little just for you to qualify.

So? I'll train harder,
I'll push myself harder.

It's not just about fitness.

If you'd had a coach with
better potion knowledge, maybe.

If you'd had Miss Drill's potion
knowledge, definitely, but...

Maybe I could ask her
for her formula.

You said it was the best ever.

Oh.

Well, she's never ever shared
that formula with anyone.

A Witch Sports reporter
tried to find out once

and Miss Drill gave her
short shrift.

Said it was kept under magical
protection in her room.

Always had been and always will be.

I'm sorry it's not what
you want to hear,

and I'm sorry my problems with
Miss Drill have got in your way.

Maybe you should tell her
everything you told me.

Maybe she's ready to listen.

At least some good
could come out of this.

And once again, we must practice
casting a protection spell

when there is no potion available.

So...Mildred Hubble.

Uh, she's got head girl
business, Miss Hardbroom.

And yet we were revisiting
the subject solely for her benefit.

Please inform your friend
that she may come to me

to discuss time management skills
every lunchtime ad infinitum.

Felicity Foxglove.

Magic within, if it be your will,
protect me henceforth from all ill.

Psst. What head girl business?

I wasn't informed of any activities.

She's...She's considering
her future in the contest.

Seems Mildred Hubble has
a lot more common sense

than I give her credit for.

You think so?

Does anyone know where we are?

It's all right, I've got a map.

I had a map.

It should start getting dark soon.

Uh...

We could try a transportation spell.

But they are one of the hardest.

What are you doing?

Someone has to find a way.

Home-made broomsticks are
really difficult to control.

Yes, I know.

I'm not brainless, you see?
I'm just really, really brave.

Whoa!

Bea! Bea!

Follow me!

Come on.

Ouch.

You even do that fast.

You going to knock
the chalk out of my hand?

Cackle's has a fine pupil in Enid
Nightshade, you know, Dimity.

She's made me realise that...

..honesty really is the best policy.

Perhaps it's time we were a little
more honest with ourselves.

I'll be on the sports field at four.

We have a lot to talk about.

Ah...

CRASHING
Ouch. Bea!

Are you all right?

You could have broken your neck.

The lake's just behind that tree.

Bea, you superstar.

Why do you three even care
if you get back into a coven or not?

I think...we're all good at some
things and bad at others.

But Fenella Feverfew's got you
only seeing the bad.

I saw brains from Clarice
when she saved Sybil.

I saw people skills from
Sybil when she saved Bea,

and I saw massive bravery from Bea
when she saved all of us.

So you don't fit with a coven.

So what?

You fit with each other.

Be your own coven.

Maybe we don't need to go
to the lake after all.

GIGGLING

All right, Arcana, let's see
what she has to say.

You be a good girl until I get back.

DOOR CLOSES

I do not like my ears tickled.

It's time for a revealing potion.

If the formula I seek is near,

show me now the position clear.

Oh, great.

Waste of time.

Who only has one shoe?

A cloaking spell.

The star of the skies'
speed formula.

Well met, Mildred Hubble.

Are you ready to face your destiny?

Oh, Enid.

You'll be pleased to know
I spoke to Miss Drill.

And?

It went better than I hoped.

Maybe one day she'll change
her mind about the formula,

but I'm sorry, not today.

Miss Hempnettle.

Enid, that can't be...

D...Did you...?

Please don't get angry. You stole?

I want to win the race
for Miss Drill.

Like you said,

the star of the skies
will rise again.

I'll keep it safe
till the qualifiers.

For my old chum Dimity.

So I just ask my question?

Just ask the question.

Crystal Lake...

..will I be a good head girl?

And now I'll cast the spell.

You look deep into the water
and you'll get your answer.

Water silver like the moon.

Lustrous pool, O sweet lagoon.

Lake of crystal, hear my plea.

Give this witch's powers to me!

SHE SHRIEKS

I don't suppose you've seen Mildred?

Uh, yeah, she told us
to tell you that she's OK.

She'll be with Jessica now.

You three have met this girl, too?

Not exactly, but we have
a lot in common.

She lost her mum like me.

No, she told me that her mum
was overly demanding.

She told me that her parents
home-schooled her.

Let me go! Foolish girl.

There is no future for you here.

You can't have my magic!

I am old.

My own powers fade.

Just as this power I take
from you will eventually fade.

But there will be others.

There have been many before.

All so willing to trust.

Magic within, do my will.

Protect me henceforth from all ill.

A protection spell.

I fear you're not skilled
enough, my dear.

Protect me henceforth from all ill!

Protect me henceforth from all ill!

It will not last.

It will take...but one touch.

EVIL LAUGHTER

Mildred!

SCREAMING

You're lucky to have
a true friend, Mildred Hubble.

One who does not keep
her promises to you.

Oh, well, that was as wonderful

as the first AND second bowl,
Miss Tapioca.

Now.

Tell me again the recipe.

Well...

It's simply oats and water.

Ha! Remarkable.

After a difficult first day,
this is food for the soul.

Well, you can come again.

Oh. Oh, come here.

You've got some stuck in your beard.

Another bowl, Mr Daisy?

You know, Miss Tapioca, I will!

LOUD CRASH

He...is going...down.

Enid, is Miss Hempnettle around?

She should be out soon.
She's late to my training lesson.

Oh.

She was supposed to meet me earlier.

Never turned up.

Her name is Wilhelmina Grimoir.

I'm sorry to say she was
known to me as a child.

A wicked girl who was in
Wormwood Correctional School

at the same time
as my sister Agatha.

Completely irredeemable, sadly.

Now she is safely in custody
with the Magic Council.

Thank you for telling me.

As for you, Mildred,

you realise how dangerous
it was, what you did?

Never go and meet someone you know
only from the magic mirror.

It could be anybody.

I did something so stupid,
Miss Cackle.

I nearly took three
third years with me.

I should have been the one
telling them to go back,

not leading the way.

Ethel was right.

I'm not head girl material.

DOOR OPENS

Miss Hempnettle?

SHE SIGHS

"Enid, thank you for
all your hard work.

"This is for you."

She lied.

She tricked me.

And she's got the formula.

Sorry, sir.

HE GASPS

I was just looking
for somewhere quiet.

I'm just taking stock. Please, sit.

Mr Rowan-Webb has left an impressive
array of magical ingredients.

How about magic water
that tells the future?

Of course.

That's a real thing?

Naturally, we keep it
under lock and key.

We can't have people looking
into the future all the time.

They might start trying
to change things.

Right. All done.

Will I...

Will Ethel Hallow be
a good head girl?

Where are all the witches?

What's happened to all the witches?

DOOR OPENS

I want my badges back.

I was just about to announce
Ethel as the winner, Mildred.

The rules dictate that badges may
not be returned once forfeited.

The rules also say that if
a candidate leaves the contest,

a new one might enter up
till midnight of the same day.

That's me. I'm the new candidate.

But you'll be starting
again from zero, Mildred.

It would be extremely
difficult to catch up.

I have to. I just have to.

Bring it on.

The sash is as good as mine.

And the school will be so much
better off for it.

Hosting the national qualifier
of the Witch World Games

is a whopper of a responsibility,
Hecate.

I only came to Cackle's
for your potion.

You're fast, Enid.

But I'm afraid you're no champion.

Not like Barbara.

BANG