[theme music playing]
[theme music concludes]
[instrumental music playing]
[Kyra] Good work, everyone!
Almost there!
[pants] And stop.
[pants] Now on the spot, sprint as hard as you can.
-And go. -[instrumental music intensifies]
[pants] Five, four, three, two,
one, and rest. [pants]
Now, grab a drink, but don't stop moving.
-We're not done yet. [pants] -[music concludes]
[pants] What's the point of training if we're only going to lose?
That's the point of training. Preparing to win.
Lily's right. [pants] The Crowther School always cheats.
That's why they've won Magical Sports Day for the last three years.
So you're just gonna give up?
[Kyra exhales sharply]
In my basketball team, we have a saying.
"If you don't train, you don't deserve to win."
"Excuses do not exist on great teams."
"Make sure your own worst enemy isn't between your own two ears."
-I can go on. -All right. It's enough.
I knew you wouldn't let me down. [chuckles softly]
Okay, team.
Let's get going! Come on! [panting]
[Professor Maxwell] Apinya, lovely to see you. Come on through.
I'm so sorry to hear about your dismissal.
Oh, that's very kind.
But I must say, I was surprised to hear that you were careless.
-[water spraying] -Not like you, Max.
Everyone makes mistakes.
I was wondering if what happened in the library
has anything to do with Kyra's Orb magic.
Why would you think that?
-[whimsical music playing] -Just an idle thought.
Do you think being a Tri-ling
made Kyra more receptive to acquiring Orb magic?
-I suppose it's possible. -What does she know about Tri-lings?
Has she ever met any?
I don't believe so, but what's all this about?
Academic interest, Max, nothing more. [sniffs]
May I have a couple of these? I love fresh tomato salad.
-[exhales] -[whimsical music concludes]
[instrumental music playing]
[Camilla] One, two, three.
[all] Go, Crowthers!
[indistinct chatter]
-[Darra] Welcome to our humble home. -This place is huge.
Crossed three time zones going from the kitchen to my bedroom.
-Aren't sports days held at ovals? -Not magical ones.
We can't let humans see flying carpet races, can we? [chuckles]
Is your dad gonna be okay with me being here?
-I'm not exactly his favorite person. -Don't worry about it.
He'll be too busy stressing about us losing again
to think of anything else.
All right, everyone, gather round.
Go hard, but play fair.
Give your best game and earn your wins.
That's what real champions do. [chuckles softly]
[chanting] ♪ We are Maxwell School Our powers are ace, we totally rule ♪
♪ With wing, spell, wand And ring of red ♪
♪ We can't be stopped The comp is ours already ♪
♪ Go, Maxwell! ♪
Dr. Surinat, I'm Brendan Turalga, head of Crowther School.
-Lovely to meet you. -[Brendan] We'll win that cup today.
-Hey, Darra. Ready to get thrashed again? -Don't count your chickens, Camilla.
Kyra's playing with us this year, and she's a basketball champ.
Oh, yes, the Tri-ling.
I'm sure she'll be a great help, if only we were playing basketball.
Well, looks like it's gonna be a lively contest.
Sorry about that. Camilla's a bit over the top.
-She gets worse every year. -Then it's time things changed.
Dad, you remember Kyra.
-Hello, Mr. Blackwell. [exhales nervously] -Oh, yes, the Tri-ling.
[intense music playing]
[horn blows]
Welcome to the annual Magic School Sports Day.
I know you've all been looking forward to it.
It was, uh, wand drills until all hours at our place last night.
First, let me give a big thank you to Jared Blackwell
for his continued generosity hosting this event.
[crowd applaud]
There is a long history of rivalry between our competitors,
the Maxwell School and the Crowther School,
which means I'm sure we're in for a nail-biting contest today.
Oh, before we commence,
I'd like to welcome the observers from our regional schools.
You'll be competing next year, so watch and learn.
[crowd applaud]
I'd now like to ask the team captains to formally welcome each other.
[instrumental music intensifies]
-Good luck. -Yeah, you'll need it.
[Sean] Good luck to you all.
May the best team win.
-[crowd applaud] -[horn blows]
-[instrumental music concludes] -[birds chirping]
[suspenseful music playing]
[paper rustling]
[key clicking]
[music intensifies, concludes]
-[indistinct chatter] -[birds chirping]
-They look pretty confident. -I'd be confident too,
if I had their winning streak.
You can't think like that, or you're beaten from the start.
You can win today. I know you can.
All I ask is that you do your best, and never give up.
-I hear Kyra's been coaching them. -Like that'll make a difference.
Omar's right. We've won this three times in a row.
We're going to win again, and I don't care how.
[cheerful music playing]
[Sean] Ready…
Set…
[birds chirping]
-[horn blows] -[magical swoosh]
[indistinct chatter]
-[magical swoosh] -[indistinct cheering]
Come on, Ruksy!
-[magical swoosh] -[crowd cheering]
[grunts]
Bad luck!
-[indistinct chatter] -Steady, Lily. Don't get rattled.
[Darra] Come on, Lily.
-[magical swoosh] -[crowd cheering]
Don't let her through!
-[indistinct chatter] -[magical swoosh]
-[crowd cheering] -[magical swoosh]
[thuds]
Oh, no!
-Bad luck, son. -[Kyra] So close, come on! You can do it.
-[magical swoosh] -[crowd cheering]
Come on, Lily!
[crowd cheering]
You can do it! You can do it!
-[Kyra] Nice, Lily. Go! -[magical swoosh]
[Kyra] Go, Lily! Come on!
-Whoo! [chuckles] -[Camilla] You got this, Neisha.
-Go, Neisha. -[Kyra] Go, Lily.
[magical swoosh]
-[crowd cheering] -[magical swoosh]
[crowd cheering]
-[horn blows] -[Sean] And the winner is…
-The Maxwell School! -[crowd cheering, applauding]
Fantastic, sweetheart.
That's my daughter. [chuckles]
You want to just hand over the cup this year?
-Not good enough! -[Lily chuckles]
-Nice work, Lily. -[Camilla] Focus. Focus. Focus.
-Don't let it go to your heads. -[Camilla] We have to do better…
-There's a long way to go. -[Sean] Crazy ball, come on.
-[magical swoosh] -[paper rustles]
-[Ladder creaks] -[soft music playing]
Ladder!
Look, I know I'm not supposed to be here, as I've been fired…
[creaks]
…but with everyone at Sports Day, who's to know?
-[Ladder creaks] -Kyra asked for my help and--
Oh, what's this?
-Your favorite beeswax polish! -[Ladder creaks]
[Professor Maxwell] And a new buffing cloth!
-[Ladder creaks] -[Professor Maxwell] So, here it is.
I'm looking for information about magical keys.
[Ladder creaks]
[soft music concludes]
-[cheerful music playing] -[Sean] Okay everyone, here we go.
Match point in the crazy ball competition.
-Good luck! -Go, Maxwells!
[crowd cheering]
[Kyra] You got this!
-Crowther to serve. -[Kyra] Go Maxwells!
-[Lily] Come on, Imogen, you got this. -[whistle blows]
-[indistinct chatter] -[crowd cheering]
[magical swoosh]
-[whistle blows] -[crowd cheering]
[Sean] Point Crowther. Well played, well played.
[crowd applauding]
-[horn blows] -Nailed it.
[indistinct chatter]
[magical swoosh]
The winner of crazy ball, Crowther School.
-[groans] -[crowd cheering]
[Kyra] It's okay, we've still got more events.
Bad luck, Imogen.
That was an easy return, you should've had that.
Yeah, well, I didn't, so leave it, okay?
Hey, we had to let them win one.
Otherwise it's not really a contest, is it?
[Camilla laughing]
[Ladder creaks]
[whimsical music playing]
All these books are about magical keys?
[music intensifies]
We need to narrow it down, or I'll be here for a century.
-[creaks] -I'll check the catalog.
-[creaks] -[whimsical music concludes]
-You see this? Oh! Excuse me. -[birds chirping]
Dr. Surinat.
I've been meaning to ask how you're settling in.
Quite well. The students seem to be accepting me.
They're really a terrific group.
Good.
You know, it's usual practice
for the Magical Teachers Federation to consult me about teaching appointments.
For some reason, that didn't happen in your case.
I don't know how the bureaucracy works. I just go where I'm sent.
Well, I must say, it's very generous of you to give up your… [inhales sharply]
…considerable academic pursuits to teach at such a small school as this.
It was no sacrifice, Sean.
The opportunity to examine the treasures in the library
-was just far too tempting. -[Sean] Oh.
-[horn blowing] -Now, if you'll excuse me.
[crowd cheering]
[magical swooshing]
Go Ruksy! You're so close!
-[crowd cheering] -[magical swoosh]
-[thuds] -[Ruksy groaning]
[Crowthers cheer]
-Congratulations to the Crowther School… -[cheer]
[Sean] …on a narrow win in the magic carpet race.
[Crowthers cheering, applauding]
-Good race, Ruksy. -Yeah, you nearly had her.
Nearly isn't good enough.
Day's not over yet, Ruksy. Let me take that back to the library.
What's with the grin?
I never thought I'd see one magic carpet, let alone a magic carpet race.
[whimsical music concludes]
-[Ladder creaking] -[Professor Maxwell] Success, Ladder.
I found this in the catalog.
[Ladder creaks, rattles]
[vase clattering]
[Ladder creaks]
-Ladder? -[creaks]
-What happened? -[creaks]
Is someone here?
-[Ladder creaking] -[vase clatters]
-[smacks lips] So it was you. -[creaks]
Well, clean it up… [inhales] …and be more careful in future.
-[creaks] -[footsteps receding]
-Thank you, Ladder. -[creaks]
-I'm so sorry, I should've realized. -[creaks]
How about a quick buff, and I'll be on my way?
-[Ladder creaking] -Now remember, I was never here.
[creaks]
-[Mr. Blackwell clearing throat] -[birds chirping]
[Apinya] Lovely house, Mr. Blackwell.
[Mr. Blackwell] Thank you. Please, call me Jared.
Imogen and Darra are very impressed with you, Dr. Surinat.
They both want to get into the DMI.
Imogen in particular. [inhales]
I'm hoping that her grades will reflect that desire?
Imogen's grades will be the result of the effort she puts in.
Of course.
I'm just saying, it would mean a great deal to me personally
if Imogen were to do well.
Imogen and Darra are both very promising students.
My job is to assess them on their merits.
To do otherwise would be unjust. Wouldn't you agree?
Lovely chatting to you, Jared.
[inhales heavily]
[suspenseful music playing]
Uh-uh! [chuckles] Should you really be eating that?
The relay's after lunch, and… I don't want you weighed down.
Our team's pretty good, you don't have to worry. [chuckles]
I hope so, Neisha.
I picked you because… [inhales sharply] …you're fast and I expect you to win.
[chuckles]
-[birds chirping] -Any way you can.
You don't mean--
[suspenseful music concludes]
Okay, you've all done well so far, but this is where you really show them.
Actually, Kyra, we need you to make our numbers for the relay.
But I don't know anything about it.
-It's like any relay race. -Except it's magical.
[dramatic music playing]
[Sean] Welcome to the final event,
-the vanishing relay. -[crowd applauding]
Competitors, you must complete your stage of the relay
before you can tag your team member.
And remember, you must not touch the ground
outside the circles.
Competitors, to your marks, please.
[students cheering]
-[Lily] Go, Darra! -[Ruksy] Go Darra! You got this!
-[Lily] Come on, Darra, you can do it! -[Imogen] Come on, Maxwells!
[students cheering]
[Kyra] Go team Maxwell!
-[students cheering] -[indistinct chatter]
Ready… Set…
[horn blows]
-[crowd cheering] -[magical swoosh]
[magical swoosh]
[chimes, magical swoosh]
[all cheering]
[Sean] Well done! Nearly there.
-[magical swoosh] -[crowd jeering]
-[magical swoosh] -[indistinct clamoring]
-Can you see who's winning? -[all cheering]
Come on, Maxwell! Come on, Crowther!
[Sean] Here we go! Nearly there!
-[magical swoosh] -[crowd cheering]
-[Kyra] Nervous? -No.
We've got this race sewn up. [chuckles softly]
You keep on thinking that.
-[magical swoosh] -[Imogen breathes heavily]
Did you see that?
-She stepped outside the circle. -I did not.
[magical swoosh]
Camilla sabotaged Kyra's rip.
[crowd cheering, applauding]
Camilla's outside the circle.
-What? -Look!
-[Crowthers jeering] -[Camilla gasps]
-No! [panting] -[Lily] She's out!
Just a moment, please, while the scores are tallied.
[indistinct chatter]
[dramatic music concludes]
-[lock clicks] -[ominous music plays]
-[birds chirping] -[Sean] The results are…
the Crowther School is on five wins,
but the Maxwell School is on six wins.
I declare the Maxwell School winners of the Sports Day.
[cheer, applaud]
[Sean] Jared, if you'd do the honors.
[clangs]
[Professor Maxwell] All right, Kyra.
Let's see what we can see.
[magical swoosh]
[high pitched droning]
It gives me great pleasure to present the Championship Cup
to Imogen Blackwell, Maxwell School captain.
[cheer, applaud]
-Sterling effort, sweetheart. -Thanks, Dad.
We wish to register a protest.
[indistinct chatter]
As a Tri-ling, Kyra Glen has both fairy and elf powers,
-which gave her an unfair advantage. -She can't help being a Tri-ling.
What about your captain? She used magic on Kyra. She cheated.
That's a serious accusation. Did anyone report it?
No, because you made sure they didn't see you. Like always.
Kyra should've been handicapped to make up for her extra powers.
Kyra used exactly the same magic as the other competitors.
-How do we know that? -I'll consult with the scrutineers.
[players muttering]
[high pitched droning]
[mystical object clangs]
[magical swoosh]
[Professor Maxwell] There must be some secret you hold.
[crackles]
"Section five, clause two, subsection three."
"No competitor is permitted to use more than one mode of magic."
That's a stupid rule. It's not fair to Tri-lings.
[Sean] Rules don't always reflect reality.
But for now, I have no choice but to uphold the protest.
[indistinct chatter]
[Sean] Which means the Maxwell School is disqualified.
-Crowther School are the winners. -Yes!
[all cheer, applaud]
-[Sean] Congratulations, Camilla. -[Camilla laughing] Thanks!
-Crowther School forever! -[cheering]
Sorry, Kyra. You deserved to win. Camilla just can't stand losing.
That's okay.
I'm so sorry.
It's not your fault.
[crackling]
[dramatic music playing]
You okay?
I'm fine. [chuckles softly]
[dramatic music intensifies]
[crackles]
-[wind whistling] -[thunder rumbling]
[crowd clamoring]
-[Darra] Kyra! -Darra, no!
Kyra!
[crowd clamoring]
Kyra!
[wind whooshes]
[snake hissing, rattling]
[high-pitched droning]
-[magical swoosh] -[snake hissing, rattling]
[chimes]
[snake hissing, rattling]
[grunts]
[groans]
[high-pitched droning]
-[birds chirping] -[breathes heavily]
[dramatic music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
[Lily] Yes, but it can't be Kyra.
She would never, ever do anything like that.
-[Darra] What happened? -[breathes heavily] I don't know.
[indistinct chatter continues]
What a sore loser. You should be expelled for that.
-I didn't do it. -[Camilla] You lost the cup,
so you have a tantrum and throw a tornado at us.
[Kyra] It wasn't me.
If she says she didn't do it, Camilla, she didn't do it.
-I want her off my property. -I understand you're upset, Mr. Blackwell.
She is not one of us.
-She doesn't belong here. -Dad, no.
You are to have nothing more to do with her,
do you understand me?
[Camilla] Your father's right, Darra.
Can't you see how dangerous the Tri-ling is?
[dramatic music continues]
[dramatic music concludes]
[theme music playing]
[theme music concludes]