A benevolent witch's broom beckons beasts—a dog, bird, frog—despite snaps and sags, till a dragon's drool demands a daring defense. Lost hat, bow, wand spark squad-ups, but overloads oust them until a monstrous muddle muddles the menace away. Scheffler's spry spreads soar with Donaldson's zippy zingers, a witchy whirlwind waving whimsy and witchery for wonder-weaving wee ones.
