Down below, the blonde elderly woman blinked, and then waved. "Oh, hello there! Transportation spells are still a little tricky for Minima dear here." She affectionately pat the head of the little girl with her. "May we come in?"

"MAGI-POO!" Rosolio called out again. "I'm here to save you!"

Magica squeezed her hair, trying to get the water out. "Here we go..."