"I wish I had the wand," Matt said. Instantly, he felt its cool weight in his hand, feeling no
larger than it had when he was full size!
"All right!" Matt exclaimed. "Now I wish that I could grow myself whenever I wanted."
He felt a shiver telling him that the spell had worked, and he instantly grew himself to a
foot tall, the largest he could get and still be comfortable in the locker. His father's
pungent underwear and socks pressed against him.
Now what? he thought.
He shrank back down and grew back to a foot tall, just to make sure he could. "Now I wish
that no one can take these powers away from me, no matter what. Another shiver. Perfect.
He wasn't quite sure what to do next. He knew his father would somehow figure out that
he was using the wand again and would appear at any moment to punish him. And indeed,
the locker door clattered open and Matt found himself looking up at his gigantic, sweaty
father, who glared at him menacingly.
Uh oh.
Before Mr. Laird could say a word, Matt said, "I wish . . . "