cannot thank you enough,â said the Queen. âYou have saved my most precious jewels. You are a very brave boy.â
Jack figured Scotland Yard had contacted her with the news. âIt was nothing, Your Majesty,â he said, shrugging his shoulders.
She looked knowingly at Tommy and smiled. âIf thereâs anything I can do for you, please do let me know.â
Jack couldnât think of anything he could ask the Queen for, but then he remembered something. âWell,â he said, âI kind of need some help with my homework.â
âWhat kind of homework?â the Queen asked.
âI need to memorize all the kings and queens of England by tomorrow,â said Jack.
âLetâs see what we can do about that,â said the Queen. âI know a bit about the subject,â she added, smiling again. âWhy donât you come with me and weâll give you a lift.â
Jack turned to Tommy and wavedgoodbye. Tommy did the same and added a wink.
Climbing into the limousineâs backseat, Jack sat down opposite the Queen. She began to tell him about the British monarchy. Over the next hour, she taught him everything he needed to know, so that by the time the limousine arrived at his house there was no need to do any more homework.
âThanks a lot,â said Jack as he stepped out of the car.
âNo,â said the Queen, âthank you. I am extremely grateful for all that youâve done.â
âDonât mention it, Your Majesty,â Jack replied, and he bowed politely.
The door to the limousine closed and the car pulled away, leaving Jack alone at the front gate to his house. Looking at his Watch Phone, Jack cringed. It was getting late; it was 9:00 PM .
Even though he figured his parents were asleep, there was no way he wanted to risk entering the house through the front door. If he got caught, heâd have to explain to his mother why he was out so late. After punching a few buttons on his Watch Phone, Jack was transported back to his room. As soon as he arrived, he looked at the clock on his bedside table. It was just after half-past seven.
He took off his Book Bag and hid itunder his bed. Changing into his pajamas, he brushed his teeth and crawled under the covers. Reaching into his bedside table, he pulled out Master the Art of Magic. Although he didnât like Ivan the Incredible anymore, Jack still loved magic.
âNow,â he said as he turned to page thirty-two, âletâs find another trick . . .â
Chapter 1:
The Annoying One
âAnd then youâll never guess what happened,â gushed Lily, Jackâs eleven-year-old cousin. She was visiting Jackâs family from Devon, where Jackâs Aunt Emma, Lilyâs mum, lived. âMy friend Luke stood in front of the class to read his essay and didnât even know that his shirt-tail was stuck in the zipper of his trousers! Isnât that embarrassing?â
The whole familyâJack, his dad, his mum and Lilyâwere sitting around the dinner table finishing a delicious fish-and-chip supper. If the story hadbeen told by anyone else, Jack would have found it funny. But because it was told by his annoying cousin, he just rolled his eyes and looked at his mum.
âThatâs a nice story, Lily,â said Jackâs mum to Lily. âDid anything exciting happen to you today?â she asked, turning her attention to Jack.
Just as Jack was about to tell his family about how he had scored a corker of a goal in todayâs football match, he spied the clock hanging on the wall above his motherâs head. It read 7:28 PM . He looked back at his mum and smiled before he leaped from his chair and headed for the kitchen door.
âLots of stuff, Mum,â said Jack, âbut itâll have to wait until tomorrow. Iâve got math homework to do!â He left the kitchen and quickly climbed the stairs to his bedroom.
Jackâs dad, who had up
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