Hi, Kit,  he said, asPonch ran through the kitchen and out the other side, heading toward the bedrooms, where the sheepdogs Annie and Monty were barking at something. Coke 

 Yeah, thanks.  Kit sat down at the table and watched Carl, who was bent over sideways under the upper cupboards and making faces.

 I told him to call an expert,  Tom said as he fished a can of Coke out of the refrigerator and sat down with Kit at the dining room table, where a number of volumes of theSenior version of the wizard s manual were piled up.

 We re expert enough to change the laws of physics temporarily,  Carl muttered.  How hard can wiring be 

With adunk !all the lights in the house went out.

Carl moaned. Kit could just see Tom make a flicking motion with one finger at the circuit-breaker box near the kitchen door, and the lights came back on again.  You should stick to physics,  Tom said.

 Just one more time,  Carl said, and went down the stairs to the basement.

 This will be the sixth  one more time  in the past two hours,  Tom said.  I m hoping he ll see sense before he blows up the transformer at the end of the street. Or maybe the local power station.

 Iheard that!  said the voice from the basement.

Kit snickered, but not too loudly.

 Anyway,  Tom said,  thanks for coming over. Briefly, one of our wizards is missing, and I d like you to look into it.

This was a new one on Kit.  Missing  Anybody I know 

 Hard for me to tell.Here s the listing.  Tom pulled down the topmost manual and opened it; the pages riffled themselves to a spot he had bookmarked. It was a page in the master wizards  address listing for the New