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A Disciple of the Wizard
(Old stories of Germany)
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Once upon a time, a wizard and his disciple lived together.
One day, the wizard was about to leave and told his disciple,
“fill a bath.”
When the wizard went out of sight, the disciple lied down on the sofa.
“Gee, it’s a pain to go put some water in a bucket from a river and fill a bath.
I’m sick of being told to do so much work every single day. ?Oh, I know!”
The disciple got a good idea.
“That’s right. I’m a wizard’s disciple. This is the time for me to use magic that I learned.”
The disciple hopped out of the sofa and said a magical phrase to give an order to a broom,
“broom, broom, go get water from a river. And then fill a bath with the water.”
Then, two small hands, suddenly appeared from the broom, held two buckets in both hands and started to walk pitter-patter.
“Well, it worked! Looks like I’m a professional wizard now!”
The disciple was excited with a joy.
The magic broom with the buckets in its hands was running to the river.
And surprisingly, it got some water from the river and walked back pitter-patter.
The disciple was so happy.
The magic broom put the water from the river into the bath and ran to the river again.
“Wow, it’s so easy. If I use magic, it’s so easy.”
The disciple danced with handclaps by the magic broom which was coming back and forth with the buckets in its hands.
The bath got filled with water quickly.
“Well, it’s done.”
The disciple smiled and was going to take a nap on the sofa.
But, the magic broom didn’t stop moving.
Though the bath was full with water and about to overflow, it kept getting and putting some water into the bath with the buckets.
Before long, the water overflowed from the bath and flowed into the corridor.
“Oh, stop! It’s enough.”
The magic broom wouldn’t listen to the disciple’s order.
The first floor of the house was already flooded like a swimming pool.
“I’ll get yelled at unless I stop this… Well, what was the words to unspell the cast? Uh… Umm..”
He couldn’t remember the words to unspell the cast.
“Fine. Then, I’ll break the broom!”
The disciple brought an ax and cut the magic broom in half.
The two cut pieces soon turned into two brooms and got double water.
“Hey! Hey! Stop now!”
The more time the disciple cut the broom, the more brooms were produced, which got more and more water.
“Oh, no! I’ll drown.”
The disciple ran up the stairs to the second floor to evacuate.
Then, the wizard came home.
“What on earth is this? I must be my disciple’s fault.”
The wizard was so surprised that he cast a spell,
“broom, stop! Water, disappear!”
Shortly after that, the water overflowed from the bath suddenly disappeared and the divided brooms turned into the original one.
“Ah, well… I’m sorry,”
the disciple on the stairs, holding on to the railing, apologized to the wizard.
The wizard rapped the disciple on the head and gave a big sigh.
“Well, well, as long as you’re not willing to go get water, you won’t be able to a professional wizard.”
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