The Dragon Who Set Fire to His Wizard Hat. Twice.

In a swamp that smelled like expired soup, there lived a dragon named Blister. Blister was tired of hoarding gold and scaring villagers. He wanted hats. Specifically, wizard hats.

One morning, he declared, “I shall cast spells instead of shadows!”
Then he sneezed and melted a library.

Undeterred, Blister enrolled in the Academy of Questionable Magic, where all the professors were either frogs or deeply confused ghosts. His wand was a broomstick. His spellbook was a pizza menu. Still, he studied hard.

Day 1: Tried to summon a rabbit. Summoned rent instead.
Day 5: Tried invisibility. Only made his teeth vanish. Forever.
Day 13: Cast “Floating Feather” on a house. It worked. The house is still floating.

At graduation, Blister lit his wizard robe on fire during the final exam. Twice.
But no one noticed. The Dean was a cucumber.

Blister returned home, proud and magical. He now guards no treasure — just a cupboard of semi-alive teacups and a spell that turns enemies into furniture.

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