is a little kingdom of elves and fairies.

Everyone who lives here is very, very small.

- I'm Ben Elf! (trumpeting and barking)

- And I'm Princess Holly.

(bells jingling) (barking and laughter)

Come on, let's play!

- Wait for us!

(laughter) (lively music)

(trumpeting)

(narrator): Today's adventure starts...

at the Little Castle.

- Ah, what a lovely morning for a bit of wand practice.

(bells jingling)

- But, Nanny Plum, I was going to play with Ben.

- Princess Holly, there's a time for playing with elves,

and a time for wand practice.

- Please, Nanny. I promise to practice later.

- Hmm. Very well, but come in when I--

- Thanks, Nanny! Bye!

(lively music)

Oh, where's Ben?

Ben?!

Oh, well, I suppose I could do some wand practice while I wait.

Now, wand, what shall we do today?

(jingling)

Yes, let's make a pretty hat.

Abracazat, a pretty hat.

Oh, it's not very pretty.

And it's too big.

Bye-bye, silly hat.

(lively music)

- Hi, Holly. - Hi, Ben.

I'm practicing my magic.

Do you want to see?

(jingling)

- Uh... okay.

- Stand very still.

I'll make you a new hat.

Abracazat, magic Ben a hat.

Oh.

(muffled screaming)

Ben, are you in there?

Oh, it's empty!

I've turned Ben into a hat.

(muffled screaming)

- Gosh, what a big hat.

- Uh... it's Ben.

I... accidentally... turned him into a hat.

- Princess Holly!

That's exactly why you need to practice your magic more.

- I was practicing,

but it all went a bit wrong.

- I expect you waved your wand all over the place.

(jingling)

- I tried waving it right,

but this wand is no good!

- Now, now, a good fairy never blames her wand.

- Yes, Nanny Plum.

- I have a good mind to leave Ben as a hat,

just to teach you a lesson.

(muffled screaming)

- Please turn Ben back, Nanny.

I don't think he likes being a hat.

(muffled screaming)

- Oh, very well. Watch and learn.

Ding, dong, den,

hat to Ben.

(birds tweeting) - What happened?

- Uh, things went a bit wrong.

But Nanny Plum came to the rescue.

- Thank you, Nanny Plum. - You're welcome, Ben.

Now, Holly, next time, shake the wand gently.

- Yes, Nanny.

Sorry, Ben. Were you scared?

- I'm an elf.

Elves are never scared.

(Holly giggling) - Good.

In that case, can I try again?

- Uh... maybe later. See you!

- Bye, Ben! (giggling)

(jingling)

(suspenseful music)

(singing)

(giggling)

- Princess Holly. What have you forgotten?

- Uh... - Your wand!

Where is it?

- Oh, I don't seem to have it.

- You haven't lost it, have you?

- Oh! I know.

I left it in the meadow.

(suspenseful music)

(squawking)

(jingling)

I'm sure I left my wand here.

It's gone!

- Hi, Holly.

- Hi, Ben.

- What's wrong?

- I've lost my wand.

I can't do magic anymore.

- Maybe that's a good thing. (laughing)

- It's not funny!

I'm never going to find my wand and I'll be sad forever.

- Cheer up, Holly. I will find your wand.

- How?

- Elves are very good at finding things,

and I'm an elf.

(Holly giggling) - Thanks, Ben.

- But if I find your wand,

you must promise not to turn me into a hat again.

- I promise.

But, Ben, how are you going to find my wand?

- I've got a simple plan.

- Oh, goody. (giggling)

- First, try to remember where you left your wand.

In your bedroom perhaps, or in--

- There. - Oh.

- That's where I left it.

- Ah.

- What's the next bit of your plan?

- Um...

that was the plan.

- Ah...

I knew I'd never find it.

(barking)

- Oh, look, it's Gaston the Ladybird.

Maybe he can help.

Hi, Gaston.

Can you help us find Holly's wand?

- It was here and now it's not. (barking)

(sniffing)

- Gaston's good at smelling things.

He'll find your wand in no time.

- Clever Gaston!

(lively music)

(barking) - Oh.

- Why has Gaston stopped?

- He's looking up into the sky,

so that's where your wand has gone.

- How? - Um...

can your wand fly?

- My wand is magic, but I don't think it can fly.

- Well, it's up there somewhere.

If only it could talk to us and tell us where it is.

- That's easy. It can't talk,

but it can make a sort of tinkly sound.

- Great! Could you call to it?

- Okay.

Wand, oh, wand?

(whistling)

(jingling)

That's my wand!

- It's coming from up there!

It's a jackdaw.

- And it's got my wand.

- Jackdaws like shiny things.

- It's very high up.

And I'm not allowed to fly high.

- No problem.

I'll climb up.

- Be careful, Ben!

- Don't worry, Holly, elves are very good at climbing,

and I'm an elf.

(jingling)

Nice birdie.

Can we have our wand back, please?

(squawking) Whew. That was lucky.

(jingling)

- Wow, Ben.

Tricking the jackdaw to open its mouth -

I would never have thought of that.

- Uh... yes, elves are very good at that sort of thing.

(giggling)

(squawking)

We should go, before the jackdaw works out what to do next,

- Okay. (rhythmic music)

- Giddy up, Gaston! Giddy up, giddy up!

(rhythmic music)

- Nanny! Ben found my wand.

- That's very nice.

But you really shouldn't have lost it in the first place.

- Yes, Nanny Plum.

- Now, Ben, I understand we have you to thank

for finding Holly's wand. (Ben giggling)

- It was nothing, really.

- I think a reward is in order.

I hear you want a new magic hat.

- Um-- - Yes!

It can be my thank-you to Ben.

- No, please, don't bother.

- Stay very still, Ben.

And, Holly, wave the wand gently.

- Yes, Nanny Plum.

(jingling) Abracazat, magic Ben a hat.

Wow, it worked.

- It's all down to wand control. (jingling)

(laughing) - And it's a nice cowboy hat.

- Ben, thanks for finding my wand.

Sorry I didn't believe your plan would work.

- And I'm sorry I didn't trust your magic-hat spell.

- Oh, no.

The magic hat has turned Ben blue.

- How do I look? - Um...

I think your old hat suits you better.

- Me, too.

Abracazoboddy!

- Ah, it's good to have my old hat back again.

- And it's nice to have you back, wand.

I will never lose you again.

(jingling and laughter)

(narrator): Today's adventure starts...

at the Little Castle.

- Nanny Plum, where's breakfast?

- So sorry, Your Majesty,

but the elves haven't delivered the food yet.

- A boiled egg is all I want, Nanny.

Can't you just magic one?

- I could magic an egg, of course.

But real farm eggs taste much better.

- I don't care. I'm hungry and I would like an egg now!

- Very well, Your Majesty.

Abracadabra, a...

boil eggy!

(farting sound) - Ugh!

- Ugh, smelly!

- That's disgusting! What is it?

- It's a dragon's egg. - Well, get rid of it.

(farting sound)

- I could magic a real chicken to lay an egg for you.

- No, don't. I think I'll wait for the elf-farm delivery.

- It might take some time, Your Majesty.

- I am not leaving this table until I've had my egg!

- As you wish, Your Majesty.

(horn honking) - Nanny!

They're here! (giggling)

(honking)

Hi, Ben!

- Hi, Holly! - Food delivery!

- What kept you, Mr. Elf?

King Thistle is waiting for his breakfast!

- Sorry, nanny Plum. We dropped a carrot on the way,

and had to go back to pick it up.

- Okay, let's get this food into the castle.

Carrot,

tomato,

small lettuce.

Oh, where's the egg?

- Oh! The egg! - That's the one thing we need.

The king wants an egg.

- We'll go straight back to the elf farm and get one.

- Holly, do you want to come with us?

- Yes, please.

Nanny, can I go to the elf farm?

- Okay, Holly. You can make sure we get a good egg.

(Holly giggling)

(giggling)

(lively music)

(buzzing)

- What's that buzzing noise? I hope it's not the engine.

- It's Gaston the Ladybird!

- Gaston! We're going to the elf farm.

Do you want to come along?

(barking)

(laughter)

(kids giggling)

Hello, Wise Old Elf.

- Hello, Princess Holly.

Welcome to the elf farm.

(Holly giggling)

You must wear this hard hat.

- What for?

- In case something falls on your head.

- Ooh. - This way to the carrots.

(kids giggling)

This is the carrot field.

(kids): Ooh...!

- Stand clear!

Carrot coming up!

(all): Heave-ho!

Heave-ho!

(rumbling) Heave-ho!

- Wow!

- Oh, hello, Princess Holly.

- Hello, Mrs. Elf.

(Mrs. Elf laughing)

- This way. - Bye-bye!