Books with title The Worst Witch

It's the start of a new term at Miss Cackle's Academy for Witches and Mildred Hubble is determined not to be the worst witch this year. Everything starts so well. Mildred's class has a new form teacher - no more Miss Hardbroom for Mildred and her friends! But then the new teacher, Miss Granite, starts acting fishy; Mildred has a very bad hair day when a hair growth spell goes wrong and she has to put up with know-it-all Ethel Hallow being 'helpful'. To top it all, her beloved cat Tabby is having a nervous breakdown and refuses to fly.

The Wonky Witch is the exciting tale of a young witch, Maude Sinks, during her first year at the prestigious wizard school, Abracadabra Academy. Maude is always messing things up, and she is scared that she will continue to be a screw-up at her new school. In classes, she is constantly falling off of her broom, making the wrong potions, and tripping over her robes. While becoming friends with a boy in her class, Adair, Maude stumbles upon an evil plot. In order to stop this creepy event from happening, Maude and Adair break a bunch of school rules, steal a paper, work in the mail room, deal with a group of crazy older wizards, and eat Eyeball ice treats. With potions bubbling and spells flying, will ten year-old Maude save the day or still be a screw-up?

A bold tale of witchcraft and deceit -- A beautiful girl, unyielding in her beliefs, accused of the black arts, unmercifully sentenced to death. A doctor, himself suspected of unholy practices, plots their escape. Together they are cast adrift in the vast ocean until their journey comes crashing full circle. The Witch is a world of adventure, controversy, passion, sex, and intrigue.

The Worst Witch Saves the Day is the fifth adventure in the much-loved Worst Witch series by Jill Murphy, in which lovable but disaster-prone Mildred Hubble is in trouble once again. She is possibly the worst witch ever to go to Miss Cackle's Academy for Witches . . . 'What this cat needs is to pull himself together!' Something is up at Miss Cackle's Academy for Witches: Mildred Hubble's new form teacher is really weird. Or is she? Investigating isn't easy, especially when Mildred's potions go wrong, the class know-it-all insists on being 'helpful' and her beloved cat is having a nervous breakdown . . . 'A lovely, sparkly book' - Observer 'Millions of young readers have fallen under the spell of Jill Murphy's Worst Witch' - Sunday Express Jill Murphy started putting books together (literally with a stapler), when she was six. The Worst Witch was first published in 1974 and this much-loved classic has been enjoyed by readers for more than 30 years. Jill Murphy also written and illustrated several award-winning picture books for younger children. If you'd like to read more of Mildred's disastrous adventures at Miss Cackle's Academy The Worst Witch, The Worst Witch Strikes Again, A Bad Spell for the Worst Witch, The Worst Witch All at Sea, The Worst Witch to the Rescue and The Worst Witch and the Wishing Star are also available from Puffin and are perfect for children aged 5-9.

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1914 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XXXII A JOURNEY They lay for a month in prison in London. Then, all procedures having been met, the law would return them to the county where they had offended and the gaol from which they had broken and the gallows field which had waited six years. They rode from London in company of a sheriff and a dozen horsemen, and they went by the road which Aderhold had travelled years before. He recognised this place and that. Where the ways were bad -- and they were often bad -- they dismounted and went afoot. So many were with them and so no danger at all was there of escape, that they were left unshackled, were even let to draw a little to themselves. At first the guard was rough of tongue, ready with frequent, unneeded commands, ready with coarse gibes. But the two answered quietly, or were silent without sullenness, and there was something in them that gave check. ... At last the men conveyed them without insult, without much further speech to them direct. At night, when they came to town or village, they were lodged in the gaol. When they passed where there were people, and if it became known what manner of felons were here, they met with savage jeers and execrations. Sometimes mud was thrown, sometimes flints. But it was not the guard's cue to tell names and offence -- and England was not as populous then as now -- and there were long miles of lonely peace. To Joan and Aderhold they seemed at times miles of a beautiful, a sunny peace. They knew how to talk together with few words, with a glance of the eye. And there were many times when, some space allowed them and the guards talking among themselves, the road became as it were their own. Then they spoke freely, though with low voices. It was late summer, with autumn well in view...