Meet Professor Zappity Zog — part-time wizard, full-time disaster. Here he is mid-spell, eyebrows doing most of the heavy lifting, and hands radiating the kind of magical chaos that screams “I definitely didn’t read the instructions.”

The air crackles with energy. The potions bubble. The spellbook is halfway through a dramatic page-turn. And those poor potion bottles on the floor? They’re alive, and very much rethinking their life choices. One’s screaming, another’s clutching its invisible pearls, and the third has just come to terms with the fact it’s probably about to be turned into a toad. Again.

Zog’s robe sparkles with stars (and several unknown stains), and his beard flows like he’s the lead singer of a medieval rock band. Honestly, this is what happens when you combine too much enthusiasm with a “How to Sorcery” pamphlet written in crayon.

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