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Here are the Magical winners of the Harry Potter Write-a-spell Competition

Well done Heather and Fingal!

Spells

by Fingal Plumpton

The Speliarmus Charm.

Checks the spelling throughout an essay/letter or any other writing, always giving the corect answer that fits in the context. say ‘spelliarmus'.

The Fervevacie Charm

A heating charm, used for lighting fires and warming the house. Very handy just say fervevacius while thinking about what you want to heat.

The Vocelus Hex

This hex is very similar to serpent sortia, as is summons a lion to either attack the snake or the enemy (especially effective on slytherins). Say voceleo to work the spell.

Spells

by Heather Plumpton

Spell 1

Want a few galleons to spend on some fun

A holiday or new robes or just a chocolate bun.

A bit of extra gold never goes amiss

So for whatever your wanting just try this:

Flick your wand one-two-three, Then point it at a small green tree.

Gold will sprout, but don’t hang about

For your gold will turn to leaves before the day is out!

Lucra Incrementum!

Spell 2

Mowing the grass can take up your time,

But having a long lawn is a garden crime;

The neighbours will scorn and the flowers complain

But if your really busy it’s a right pain.

To solve this problem we’ve come up with a spell,

It’s easy and simple and doesn’t cause hell.

Just point your wand at the offending lawn

And shout “Herba Secerterio” - it’s gorn!

2003

"Horrid Henry" Competition run by the Hebden Bridge Times:

"The Most Horrid Thing I've Ever Done"

Winning Entry from Joseph Bell aged 8

"How I got my family into trouble"

One day me and my brother were getting ready for school when I had an idea. I ran into my room and got some shampoo and put it on the carpet. Next minute I was in the garden picking grass. I put in the shampoo. I went to school, When I came back my dad went into my room and screamed, "Who's been sick on the floor, Joseph?"

"It's not my fault, Kieran left the door open and mum didn't shut the cat away." He went red in the face, he couldn't believe his eyes. He went downstairs and went and switched off the TV. He shouted, "Miss the next treat, Kieran!"

This was how I got my whole family into trouble. Soon I was trying to tell Kieran it was him.

Well done, Joseph! Joseph and Kieran are both members of our Junior Readers' Club.

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We've received the following lovely poem from Patrick Evans-McClave, aged 10. Thanks, Patrick!

My Tree

It has a long, thick trunk like a mighty
organic mountain, its structure then lost
in a tangle of branches, stretching out like
fingers in all directions.
A thin layer of green paint covers it and
its skin is flaked with time.
Its arms reach out as if trying to grap the
clouds but never managing.
Solemnly it stands beyond the bushes.

Stripped of its summer coat, it stands, a
home for birds.
It looks sad standing there, watching us,
never moving, banished, wasting away,
waiting for death while we play. The Tree.

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