You're lying there with Luke restiing his head on you, when you notice the dust particles in the dawn's early light are starting to spin. A mini dust tornado forms and widens and darkens, and suddenly a man is standing there.
You sit up. Luke growls.
You ask, "Who are you?"
"Mr. Plumbottom," the man says, " You didn't really think Dirk was the mastermind behind this did you?"
"Plumbottom?" you say recalling that the new college athletic center is named after somebody named Plumbottom.
"Yes, you might say I'm the university's chief athletic supporter," he says proudly. "As a wizard, I guarantee that we have the best team possible. Luke is our golden boy. Neither Dirk, nor you are going to change that."
"Uh, I think Luke's a golden retriever, and Dirk is my athletic supporter now," you reply boldly getting off the bed. You remember the drawing is still underneath the bed, now if you can only get Plumbottom on the bed, and can reactivate the spell...