Wheel of Misfortune
Wheel of Misfortune
“Wiglaf turned to Erica. ”Is not Bragwort the student who always reminds Sir Mort when he forgets to give us a test?”
Erica nodded. “That’s him.”
“I always get an A+ on all Sir Mort’s tests,” a boy said from the doorway of Mordred’s office.
Wiglaf saw that it was Bragwort, all right. He was tall, with curly yellow hair. His turned-up nose reminded Wiglaf of his pet pig’s snout.
“I do so well that Sir Mort lets me grade his test papers,” Bragwort went on.
“No wonder you get an A+,” Angus murmured....
“Bragwort did not miss a single question on his S.A.T.—M.E.,” Mordred said.
“Naturally,” Bragwort said. “I never do.”
“So he shall be the team captain,” Mordred added.
“No fair,” Erica muttered.
Mordred didn’t seem to hear her. He was beaming at Bragwort.
“Worry not, sir,” Bragwort put in. “With me on the team, losing is impossible!”
“We must prepare,” Erica said. “Let us go up to the library. Surely Brother Dave will have some excellent books to lend us.”MoreLess
Erica nodded. “That’s him.”
“I always get an A+ on all Sir Mort’s tests,” a boy said from the doorway of Mordred’s office.
Wiglaf saw that it was Bragwort, all right. He was tall, with curly yellow hair. His turned-up nose reminded Wiglaf of his pet pig’s snout.
“I do so well that Sir Mort lets me grade his test papers,” Bragwort went on.
“No wonder you get an A+,” Angus murmured....
“Bragwort did not miss a single question on his S.A.T.—M.E.,” Mordred said.
“Naturally,” Bragwort said. “I never do.”
“So he shall be the team captain,” Mordred added.
“No fair,” Erica muttered.
Mordred didn’t seem to hear her. He was beaming at Bragwort.
“Worry not, sir,” Bragwort put in. “With me on the team, losing is impossible!”
“We must prepare,” Erica said. “Let us go up to the library. Surely Brother Dave will have some excellent books to lend us.”MoreLess
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