[upbeat music playing]
[makes a "click" sound]
[chuckling] Hey.
Looking good, handsome.
Right back at you.
A-ha!
What have you got for me, boys?
[both] We sold a ton of dupe-dogs in Soho today.
Okay, boys, you done good. Now beat it, three's a crowd.
Mwah! Mwah!
You go through all that trouble using illegal magic to duplicate hot dogs
and they still taste like gym socks.
Lucy, these are 100% real dogs.
Hey, you wanna try one, kid?
Don't call me kid, Tyson.
Duplication spells on consumer products are against the law. Have to take you in.
Sorry, Dowser Santana,
but I got no plans on going back to the Bureau Jail.
[whooshing]
Ugh.
As if looking at one of you wasn't bad enough.
Slow her down, my handsome boys.
[grunting]
[grunts]
Obstruction of justice, that's another charge.
Oh, no.
[splat]
Don't just stand there. Do something!
[grunts]
[clinking]
I know you didn't just grab my baton.
[grunts]
[grunting]
[groans]
Huh?
[grunts]
Whoa!
-[grunts] -Whoa!
[grunts]
[groans]
I ate way too much.
Chewing with your mouth open.
Not a charge.
Should be, it's gross.
[suspenseful music playing]
How deep trouble are we in right now?
Like, "Mom using your middle name" trouble?
We're fine.
Standard Bureau of Magical Enforcement procedure.
The dowsers will ask some questions, but that's it.
The Primus wants to see you in her office personally, Spellbound.
Okay. Wow.
Well, we may be in deeper trouble than I thought.
Ugh, I knew it. How deep? Please don't tell me my bacon's fried.
[sighs]
The Primus is like the president of magic.
This could be problematic.
-[both grunt] -The Primus will be with you shortly.
[sniffing]
[loud bang]
[grunts] Hoagie, what are you doing?
Uh, might as well get a last meal.
What you got in here? Chocolate?
Nah, just magic.
[blast]
Danny, come check this out!
Oh, sweet. Did you find the key?
Even better!
You want dried mangoes?
Dude, be serious.
I know.
Well, how do you expect me to concentrate when my tummy's rumbling?
Oh! [clears throat]
Hello, magic world.
I'm Primus Hoagie and I declare today Dried Mango Day.
[Daniel laughs]
Okay, Primus Porkface, any ideas on how to get out of here?
[door unlocks and opens]
When I heard a Tracker found the legendary Fugu Rose, I couldn't believe it.
And when they told me the Tracker was Duncan Spellbound's son, well,
I knew I had to handle this personally.
It's good to see you again, Daniel.
Uh…
I never met you before.
I'm Primus Camilla Thomas,
and we did meet once, at your seventh birthday party.
I gave you a shoeshine kit.
Oh, that was you.
I'm sorry.
Maybe this present will make up for it.
Does this mean anything to you?
Wait, this is one of my father's journals.
[mysterious music playing]
This is what Dad was looking for when he died?
I think so.
[Daniel] The Gryphon's Egg.
-Yes, the Gryphon's Egg. -[munches, swallows]
Hi, I'm gonna introduce myself since Daniel can't be bothered. I'm Hoagie.
Enchanted livestock?
Seeing that you're handing out presents up in here,
could you hook me up with a sandwich?
You brought a Class-A magic violation with you?
That's cute.
So that's a no on a sandwich?
Duncan was a brilliant researcher for the Bureau of Magical Enforcement,
and a good friend.
And it's time for you to follow in his footsteps.
The Bureau of Magic makes sure
the magical world stays hidden from the real world,
but we are increasingly being overwhelmed by the criminal organizations
that skirt on the edge of magical laws.
I'm skirting on the edge of starvation. Could I have another mango?
Daniel, we're aware that you're dealing in unlawful magical items,
and you almost set ogres loose on the city,
but you also recovered the Fugu Rose from Albright Labs.
I want to hire your services as a Tracker.
Trackers and the Bureau don't mix.
A powerful evil wants the egg to threaten the entire magic world.
I want you to finish your father's mission and find the Gryphon's Egg.
No, thanks.
I couldn't help but notice you're running out of time with the Pie Maker.
How will you get into her good graces without the Fugu Rose?
Work with us and I can help you get out of that situation.
I vote not to deal with that witch again.
Your father was a great man.
My father wasted his life working for the Bureau.
Give me the Rose and I'll be on my way.
I'm sorry, but the Rose is already in the Bureau's magic vault.
Hey! That book belongs to me.
And when you decide to work with the Bureau, you'll get it back.
[door opens]
-Dowser Santana. -Lucy?
[chuckling]
Spellbound.
What'd you do to get sent to the principal's office?
I see you're already acquainted with one of our best dowsers.
Take these two to D-Block.
Daniel needs a little time to make the right decision.
Oh, tell me D-Block stands for dessert.
[both]The D--
Stands for dungeon.
[tense music playing]
[Hoagie gulps, shudders]
Ah, you know, I've never been to a dungeon before.
Are there gonna be goblins? Do we have to eat gruel?
This is like, what, the fifth time you've thrown me in the dungeon?
Uh… sixth. Remember the thing with the leprechaun beards?
Oh, yeah. [laughs]
How could I forget their angry little bald faces?
You're a smart guy, Spellbound, and an okay Tracker.
Um, I'm a great Tracker.
And yet, here you are, in trouble again.
[sparkling sound]
-[grunts] Ugh. -Move it, Spellbound.
This is the part where you sing campfire songs
and convince me how special the magic world is.
The Bureau exists to protect magic from people like you
who only see scams and dollar signs.
There is beauty and wonder in the magic world.
Too bad you won't see it from inside the dungeon.
Hey, speaking on behalf of the beautiful part of magic,
someone tell me what's going on here.
This is the entrance to D-Block.
The barricade keeps magic from going in or out.
[beep]
This metal wall's to keep non-powered prisoners like your friend locked in.
-In you go. -[grunts]
Take care of yourself, Spellbound. It's the only thing you're good at.
[chuckles]
[majestic music playing]
Well, this has gone from bad to worse.
[laughing evilly]
[Daniel] Don't worry, Hoag.
I got this under control.
-Don't touch me! -Hey!
Whoa. Back up, sleazy. We're not trying to join your prison gang.
Ugh. I ate too many magic hot dogs.
A talking pig is haunting me.
Tyson.
Let me guess, got busted by Lucy?
Hoagie, meet my main client, Tyson.
Yeah, I heard the news kid.
I can't believe you did something that dumb.
You're gonna have to get way more specific
on which dumb thing he's done recently.
Everyone's saying you stole the Fugu Rose from the Dark Mage.
[laughs]
The Dark Mage is a myth.
It's like saying I robbed the boogeyman.
We got the Rose from Albright Worldwide.
Look. That's who the Dark Mage is.
Viktor Albright.
Yo, that guy did have a lot of weird stuff in his place.
You're trying to tell me the Dark Mage is real
and he's using his evil power to make deodorant and foot cream.
Yeah, seems legit.
Albright does make magically good toothpaste. See?
[twinkling]
Viktor Albright leads a League of Alchemists.
They're trying to hoard all the magic in the world for themselves.
[Daniel] And you know this how?
[chuckles] You send a few dozen copies of yourself walking around New York,
you hear things.
The Dark Mage and his Alchemists are after the Gryphon's Egg.
Both them and the Bureau have been hiring loads of Trackers to find it first.
What's the big deal about this egg anyways?
Someone making a fancy omelet?
With the right spell, the Gryphon's Egg can absorb any magic it touches.
It could be a powerful weapon.
But no one's seen a Gryphon in over a century.
Ugh, I can't believe you stole the Rose from this Dark Mage guy.
[exasperated] The Dark Mage is not real.
Besides, I didn't steal it. We did.
Uh-uh-uh. I'm not a part of this.
You pulled me in, got me stuck in a dungeon
with a man who wants to turn me to tacos.
[laughs evilly]
Just be cool, Hoag.
We'll be out soon. I have a plan brewing.
In just 24 hours,
you somehow managed to make things worse than when I was with the Pie Maker.
You're right. The 24 hours are almost exactly up.
Attention, attention.
The bearer of this tattoo, Daniel Spellbound,
is now in violation of a deal with me, the Pie Maker.
I will reward $10,000 to anyone who brings him to me alive.
Or 9,000 if you make mince-meat out of him.
[evil laughter]
[ominous music playing]
Whoa. Your tattoo advertised for a full-on beating.
Yeah, and if you wanna help my plan, convince everyone to take the bait.
No problem.
For 9,000, I'm thinking about joining in myself.
Yo, this Tracker idiot is easy pickings.
Come get him while the money's hot.
You're in a dungeon, what else are you gonna do today?
Whoa, slow down, guys.
If you all crush me,
you're just gonna have to split the reward as a group.
I guess the question is, who wants that reward money the most?
I'm gonna splatter him and eat his pig.
That reward is mine.
[grunting]
[both grunt]
Hey, this guy's taking your prize from you.
-[thud] -[grunt]
Just A-plus work, guys.
Thanks for beating each other up so I don't have to do it myself.
[ominous music playing]
[growling]
Whoa. Hey, now. Big mistake.
That's your name? Big Mistake? Or is that just what your mom calls you?
[inmates laugh]
I don't know if this is part of your plan, but it's been real.
See you on the other side. Put in a good word.
[roaring]
[thud]
[grunting]
[heavy breathing]
What are you in for, anyways? Kicking some punk down a beanstalk?
[roaring]
[screaming]
[all] Whoa.
Hope he wasn't a friend.
[low growl]
You coming?
Kid, something tells me whatever you got planned,
I don't wanna be a part of. Good luck.
Time to go.
[exciting music playing]
[grunts]
[grunt]
[grunts]
We need to get back up to the barrier.
Uh, Danny? We got company.
Let's move.
[grunts]
[growling]
Whoa!
Dead end. Come on.
[grunts]
[growls]
Was this part of your plan?
Nope. Definitely off-plan now.
[grunts]
[straining]
[grunts]
-[gasps] -[grunts]
[grunts]
-[hissing] -[straining]
[shoes squeaking]
[grunting]
[Daniel grunts]
[screaming]
-[Hoagie squeals] -[grunts]
[evil laughter]
-[crunch] -[groans]
[grunts, squeals]
Hoagie!
[tense music playing]
[grunting]
[growling]
[evil laughter]
Ha!
-[hit] -[grunts]
[gasps]
Don't tell the Pie Maker, but I would've pounded you for free.
[chuckling]
It's piggyback time, dummy.
-[Hoagie squeals] -[groans]
Oh hey, bud.
[grunting]
Hey, you're pretty good at yoga.
[yells]
Stay loose, Hoagie.
Oh, not again.
[panting]
[screams]
[yelling]
[screaming]
That dude has anger problems.
[chuckles] Had.
We're home free.
Wait, Hoag. Wait.
[squeals]
[grunts] What the heck, dude?
Hoagie, the barricade blocks all magic.
But I'm not magic.
I knew you were good for something.
[yelps] No!
[electricity crackling]
[whimpers] Guess I was wrong.
[grunting] I can still… get… to it.
[grunting]
[grunts] Danny, we got some big trouble out here.
-Huh? -[grunts]
Don't worry, Danny. I got this!
[grunts]
All right, plan-B it is.
[straining] Come on.
-[crunch] -Ow!
[gasps]
Hey, big guy, you can either stay here and beat on me, or you can escape.
Up to you.
[alarm blaring]
[grunts]
See? All part of the plan.
All right. Let's get out of here.
Hoag, hang back a sec.
Pro tip, never do anything first in a magic dungeon.
-[panting] -[beeps]
[whirring]
[tense music playing]
[screams]
If you ever get out, remember to call the best Tracker in town.
[alarm blaring]
Oh, The alarm is shredding my ears to bacon bites.
Let's get out of here, man.
Can't leave yet. We have to get the Fugu Rose.
Let it go. We'll find another way.
This is the only way!
We want things back to normal, we have to get the Rose from the vault.
The Pie Maker will end us if we don't come back with it. You coming?
Oh, wow. I thought this would be like some wizard portal.
But this is a real vault.
Give me a second to figure out how we're getting through this.
-[Daniel] Hmm. Hmm. -[buzzing]
No.
[sniffing]
I got this.
Really? You got the power to crack safes, too?
[sniffing]
I'm just following a hunch.
Everything in this joint is done with magic.
I can sniff out when the right numbers click,
hit the right combo, and magic elements inside the door connect.
And here we go.
[door whirring]
Abracadabra!
[chuckling] They'd been better off using a gym locker.
Ah! Hello again.
Huh.
Okay, Hoagie, we've got everything. Let's bolt.
Wow. Super predictable, as always.
I knew you'd end up going right for the Rose.
Guess that makes me a Spellbound tracker.
We could've split, but no, you're trying to find out
how many times you can get us sent to jail in one day.
Go ahead and book Hoagie directly into a petting zoo.
Oh no, you did not.
[energy powering down]
Uh, what did you do, Spellbound?
This isn't me.
[ominous music playing]
-[Lucy] The Dark Mage. -[shivering]
[ominous music continues]
Give me the Fugu Rose.
[thumping]
Stop him!
[clang]
Hoagie, let's get out of here.
Stay right there.
-[yelling] -[clang]
[intense music playing]
[grunts]
Lucy!
The Rose.
[grunting]
Let him go, you tin can.
[shudders]
[grunts]
[straining]
[energy powering up]
[grunts] You okay, Hoagie?
[groans] Now I know what a scrambled egg feels like.
How's Lucy?
She's just unconscious.
Well, don't think we're getting the Fugu Rose back to the Pie Maker today.
[grunts]
Without the Fugu Rose, we're goners.
We've no choice but to work for the Bureau now.
Yeah, I knew you were gonna say something crazy.
[Camilla] Now you know firsthand what we're up against.
We need to beat the Dark Mage to the Gryphon's egg
before he gets it and becomes unstoppable.
The only info I have for you is that the last Gryphon
lives inside a mirage in the Desert of Giants.
You find that out from the other Trackers you hired before us?
They all came up short, Daniel.
You're a long shot, but I know you can overcome the odds.
Yeah, because there's no way I'm gonna let anyone else beat me to that egg,
especially when I have all of my father's notes.
Anything else you wanna take from the vault?
[clears throat]
Am I wrong or did someone say
they were gonna help us out with our Pie Maker sitch?
Are you taking the mission?
Oh, it'll be my honor to follow in the proud Spellbound tradition
of service to the Bureau.
Let's get that egg!
[grunts]
[sighs] Can't wait to get this off.
Thanks.
You don't know how it feels having your boss literally branded on you.
And for insurance purposes…
Huh!
Great.
[closing theme music playing]