There were two powerful wizards, but also very snobbish and cruel. They were the family of Jo's Wizards. They lived in a mansion surrounded by a magical forest. One day, a group of good wizards decides to end Jo's wizards' reign of terror. They catch Jo's wizards off guard and cast a spell on cruel wizards that would make them silly forever.
They stayed crazy, talking in riddles not understanding each other and always happy.
In their nonsense, the magicians applied for an exchange student program and receive very problematic adolescent triplets at home. However problematic and cruel the triplets may be, they cannot be more problematic than the magicians. They were about to ask to come home when chocolate drops start to rain in the garden. They talk to each other and decide to stay and see what that was like. The next day the fallen leaves turn into cookies. The magicians said there was a magical animal in the garden that fulfilled wishes.
The triplets then decide to try to capture the animal to fulfill their wishes.
To scare away the supposed beast of the den, they filled the forest with traps. They always see shadows walking into the forest, but when they start chasing them the shadow disappears.
They also had the idea of trying to ask for things to stop the alleged creature. To their surprise their wishes were fulfilled! This only made them more willing to capture the creature. When they finally got to see the creature, they discover that they are, in fact, two children. After discovering this, they remove all the traps and give up capturing them, by the way, no matter how troublesome the triplets were, they would never kill little children! They simply try to talk to the children, even though they couldn't see the triplets, they knew they were always in that part of the forest. They tell all the misunderstanding and decide to help the little ones. The children first cast a spell on the boys that prevents them from lying, but out of bad habit one of the triplets ends up distorting the story, and they didn't pass the test! The wizards' children hide in the forest again.
The triplets went back to the magicians' mansion and searched for clues, they found photo albums and a diary of the eldest daughter of the magicians! They were a girl of twelve and a boy of five. They were magicians as powerful as their parents. The little ones were raised strictly in the cruel tradition of Jo's wizards, but they weren't bad. As their parents could no longer take care for them, the two little witches flee to the forest in their garden and live there independently. They were intelligent and powerful. If they wanted anything, they just used a spell and got it like cookies and chocolate chips.
They were hiding from the group of good wizards who, after bewitching their parents, the good wizards wanted to capture and re-educate them, as they think they were too dangerous to be free. Good magicians also meet with triplets and ask them to cooperate. Triplets, on the other hand, refuse the offer saying that this is not the way to deal with children and that they would only do more harm than good. From experience, they knew what it was like when someone tried to re-educate them.
The triplets decide to ask for help from the mansion's neighbors next door. They were a family of hunters. They were more frightening than the cruel wizards! But in the end they discover that they were nice people.
The hunters' children were two girls and a boy who get together to find the mini-wizards before the good wizards. But it was in vain, they are very powerful, they could use magic to be invisible, to teleport or to create obstacles! Not even good hunters could catch them.
The next day the wizard of twelve who always did the spells got colic and lost control of her power. The little brother of five stays with his sister all the time.
The triplets and the hunters tried to help, but the girl still had enough strength to stop them. The good magicians took the chance and caught the girl. The enraged little brother finally used his magic and prevented good mages easily by permanently withdrawing his magic!
But the girl passes out. The little witch's little brother had no choice but to let the family of caretakers to look after his older sister. She was treated by the family of casters who have known magicians for generations.
The triplets return to their home, having learned a lesson and a spell for daily use "burn!"
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