Daniel Spellbound - Second Season

NYC pest control emergency. This gallery is infested.

You need to leave immediately.

This report comes straight from the big brass uptown.

This place is crawling with creepy critters.

Trust me, you want to split.

Uh, you're seriously telling me we have critters in this art gallery?

Oh, huge ones. Real nasty types.

That bought us a little time alone.

That's all we needed.

We got to hurry up.

The Hex crystal only works for ten minutes.

Ancient secrets? Death Traps? Man, I've missed all this.

You know what I've missed?

Having human hands. You ever tried texting with hoofs?

Hold on!

Hoags, you know I want to turn you back human.

But I can't get the spell until I'm back in the Trackers' Guild.

Yeah, I know.

So, let's get you back in. Find your Untrackable.

Wow! You did it.

You found the home of the Goo people.

It's the Witches' Regeneration Chamber. It's got to be in here.

Witches are so vain. They can't stand looking old and wrinkly.

They float in this slime to smooth everything back out.

This one's gonna be soaking for a long while.

That's it. The Witching Council Ring.

It's in with her.

Is this entirely necessary?

Untrackables are the most difficult magic items to find in the world.

There's very few of them. The ring's the only one in this city.

Yeah, thanks for Dan-splaining, buddy.

I meant, why do I have to go in the goo tube

with the half-dead witch lady?

Oh, because I won't fit.

How am I gonna get her ring off?

Use your mouth.

You got this, buddy.

Hoagie! Get out!

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Hoag, the ring!

Heads up!

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Oh no! No, no, no, no!

Danny! Help!

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Whoa!

Come on!

I know this looks bad, but you look worse!

- -Uh-oh.

Hold on!

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Why is this still in my mouth?

We did it, Hoag.

Uh, Daniel?

Cracking job, Daniel.

I still have one more day before Trackers can take me in, Bixby.

I don't care about taking you in.

I want the ring.

That Witching Silver is worth more than seeing you punished.

Looking at your face is punishment enough.

The ring. Now!

- -Ow.

Okay, this could be a good thing. Bixby won't dare use magic out in public.

Ooh, she's daring. I don't think she plays by the rule book.

- -Lose her in the subway.

Pleasure doing business with you.

What have you done to my gallery?

You know, there's easier ways to see me

than getting busted for using magic in public.

What? We're innocent. I mean, I'm not even magic.

Mm-hmm.

We'd never do anything to give our friend trouble

in her new position as head of the Dowsers.

Yeah, but you did. Take them to processing.

Okay, I've got it from here.

This was almost worth it to see the looks on your faces.

Hey, thanks, Lucy. Feels good to stretch.

A little downward pig.

With the Bureau leadership gone, magic users are being more public.

It's out of control.

Someone has to step up.

I've decided to try to become the next Primus.

-A Primus? -Oh, awesome!

Great idea.

Thanks. I don't want anyone else to know yet.

It's just, this could be my chance to create meaningful change

for the magic world.

What do you do to become head honcho?

I need to find the Scepter of the Primus.

-It disappears when a Primus retires. -Or thrown in a dungeon.

When a worthy magician wields it, they become the new Primus.

So, it's a magic scavenger race to be leader? There's no like, voting?

I thought since we all worked together so well, finding the Gryphon's Egg…

Uh…

Yes! We're getting the band back together!

We are in! All hail, the new…

uh, the new painting they're installing.

Yeah, I'm a real art lover. You should see me around a Basquiat.

I'm sorry, Lucy. I can't help you. At least, not right now.

Whoa, what do you mean? Finding things is what we do.

-I don't get you, Spellbound. -I'm sorry, I'm…

I just have something I have to do for myself first.

Of course. Tracker Code.

You'd never willingly help the Bureau of Magical Enforcement, right?

-It's not-- -No, I get it.

Just get back to tracking. It's what you want.

Uh, Daniel was rejousted from the Trackers' Guild.

If he doesn't find an Untrackable by tomorrow night,

it's open season on Danny.

What? He literally saved the magic world. Why would they kick him out?

He broke Tracker Code by taking a Dowser to the Outpost.

- Daniel, wait! - Don't.

When he's like this, it's better to just let him go.

Eat up. This falafel's the last of our money.

Tomorrow, we starve.

- -Or get punished by the Trackers.

Not sure which is worse.

Yeah, we'll figure something out. We always do.

I spent ages looking for the ring, Hoag. Not sure how I can fix this in a day.

And now I've made Lucy mad too. Things can't get any worse.

I turned into a pig and lost my eye.

Things can always get worse.

We're a team till the end. I got your back, no matter what.

And hey, at least you got a creepy zombie-witch finger, right?

Nice pep talk.

Aw, falafel's just like an appetizer.

I wish I had more to eat.

Whoa! Did I cause this?

Do I have magical wishing powers?

I wish I had an all-you-can-eat pizza buffet.

Yes!

I always knew I was magic.

Hoagie, you can't eat that. It could be a trap.

A delicious trap.

Oh, so it's like that, huh?

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Hoagie!

Wait!

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What? Dessert too?

Oh, I really do have wishing powers.

Uh, where's your human, pig?