MRS. SIVANA: Thad.

Your father is speaking to you, don't be rude.

THADDEUS SIVANA: It's a--It's a Magic 8-Ball.

SID SIVANA: Magic's not real dork.

It's time you toughened up a bit...

Like your brother here.

TWIN SISTER #1: You know he begged a girl it's cool to be friends.

TWIN SISTER #2: In the letter.

That she showed everyone.

He didn't ask like a normal person.

Not that she'd say Yes.

So creepy.

BOTH: He's the creepiest.

Sid get that silly thing away from him.

Dear Magic 8-Ball,

can Thad outrun me?

"Outlook not so good."

Help!

Help!

Hello?

WIZARD: Thaddeus.

Thaddeus Sivana.

Who are you?

How do you know my name?

I am the last of the council of wizards.

Swoon to protect the realms from the seven deadly sins.

In our last battle to contain them, they took my brothers and sisters lives.

Only I survived.

But years have passed...

and I grew weak.

That is why I seek a champion to inherit my magic.

You want me to do magic?

With this,

all of my powers will become yours.

But first...

you must demonstrate that you're pure of heart

and strong in spirit.

He lies.

Don't be his champion.

We can give you power.

Take the eye.

Your father thinks your week.

Show him your power.

No!

What?

What happened?

Only the purest of hearts can resist the temptations.

But you.

You will never be worthy.

What?

No.

No.

No money.

I'm good enough I swear!

Gotcha!

Keep your stupid toy ya little freak.