The next morning Magica was awoken by something poking her head and voice in her ear. "Magica! Magica wake up!" She opened her eyes to see Poe, pecking her head and cawing in her ear. "Poe!" She grabbed her brother in a crushing hug, relieved to see that at least was still there. "Ugh, Magica!" Poe wriggled free of her grip. "Magica where is everybody? Where's Lena?" Magica looked down sadly. "They've all been taken Poe… by the warlock Haguk… he took my powers too." "Oh no! This is horrible! I'll never see my little girl again! Nevermore!" Poe cawed sadly.
"What is that noise?" A groggy voice asked. Magica looked beside her and saw something surprising; Scrooge was huddled up beside her in the pillow pile. "It's Poe." She said as his eyes slowly opened. "Scrooge? What are you doing down here?" Poe asked. "I…" He yawned. "Was sleeping." "Yes, next to me." Magica teased. He scowled and looked at Poe. "I'd forgotten about you. You stayed here last night so you didn't witness or fall victim to the catastrophe that Glomgold unleashed." He got up and headed to his closet to change out his slept-in suit. Magica decided to follow suit and opened her suitcase, shooed Poe out, and changed out of her party dress.
The three reconvened in the kitchen where Magica and Scrooge put together some breakfast, dry cereal and milk. "So, what are we gonna do?" Poe asked. "I honestly don't know." Scrooge said between spoonfuls of cereal. "Without Magica's magic I don't know what we can do against Haguk." Magica sighed. "It's true; the best way to fight magic is with magic and I can't use any right now." "I wish I could use mine but in this form I can't." Poe said. They sat quietly for several minutes until Scrooge finished his cereal and had a thought cross his mind. "Say, Magica… Why is it you're always after my dime anyway?"
Magica shot him a look that said she wanted to slap him at that moment. "WHY are you asking about that right now?" "Just answer the question-with a straight answer for once. You're always giving a different reason now I want to know the truth." Magica sighed and began to explain. "You want the full story? Hear it is: The grand high witch council tasked me with collecting certain coins from the worlds wealthiest people to melt down into an amulet, as my right of passage to put it simply."
He nodded. "Go on." "Well of course, the amulet would grant the Midas touch and possibly enable me to return my brother to normal." He looked at her skeptically. "And how's that?" "Because; the coins actually are the amulet, or rather they were the amulet. The amulet originally belonged to a powerful mage ages ago and was lost when the mage decided to melt it down to prevent others from stealing it." "You've never told me this story before." She shrugged. "I'm technically not supposed to tell anyone this but what do I care now? Anyway, the amulet was made of silver imbued with the mage's power, tales say it was what originally gave King Midas the golden touch and that it was once stolen by Morgan Le Fay… and I have managed to collect all the fragments except one… Your dime. It is the last piece of silver from the amulet." "So, then my dime is magical…?" Magica could practically hear the wheels turning in Scrooge's head as he processed what she told him. "No. Not by itself at least. If it was reunited with the rest of the amulet it would be like… putting a battery in a flashlight so to speak."
Scrooge thought carefully about it before speaking again. "Would you be able to use the power of this amulet in your current state?" Suddenly Magica caught on to what Scrooge was getting at. "Are you… talking about giving me your dime?" "Lending you my dime. In exchange for your help; IF you can use it that is." Magica was stunned; She could actually complete the amulet, she had a real chance to finally attain the goal she'd spent so many years working for. But she knew she couldn't just take the dime and run… her family needed her, they needed her more than she needed that stupid coin and she knew that was exactly why Scrooge was making her this offer; his family needed him more than he needed the stupid coin. "I… Don't really know if I can, I could try but I would need to get the rest of the amulet from… my hut."
As she spoke she remembered that the rest of the amulet was back on Mt. Vesuvius and without magic it would take far too long to get there. Magica slumped in her chair, looking defeated. "Hmm… That is a problem; but we may not be out of luck yet…" He trailed off as he left the room. Poe perched on Magica's shoulder and they sat quietly while they waited for Scrooge to return.
When he came back Scrooge had his number one hanging from his neck and book under his arm. "What is that?" Magica asked. "I was actually hoping you could tell me." He said, putting the book down on the table before her. "I can't read the blasted thing so I don't really know what it is." She carefully opened the book, an old leather-bound tome with brittle yellow pages, and gently flipped through the pages. As her eyes scanned the words on the pages she realized with astonishment what was in front of her. "This is… the spell book of mage who created the amulet!" She showed Scrooge the page with a drawing of the amulet; the level of detail was stunning and Scrooge could only imagine what the actual thing itself would look like in person.
Magica continued to flip through the pages after a moment and gasped. "What? What did you find?" Scrooge asked. "A recipe for a potion… after cooking in your kitchen I think we have everything I need to brew it and if it works then we have a bright ray of hope yet!" She exclaimed as she quickly set about digging through Scrooge's kitchen pantry for ingredients. After she finished scouring the kitchen Magica searched her sister's and grandmother's rooms, the bathrooms and even Donald's house boat and managed to come up with everything she needed and threw it all into a large pot of boiling water she'd setup on the stove in accordance with the recipe while Scrooge and Poe watched. "Brewing potions is a little different from casting spells…" She said as she stirred her brew. "It's the combining of the ingredients to take advantage of their unique properties that is key; I don't need my magic to brew a potion… there, it's done."
She took a ladle and scooped the brew into a cup. "Drink this Poe." "Why?" He eyed the brew suspiciously. "Just drink it, please… I just know it's going to work." He could see the sincerity in his sister's eyes and decided to do as instructed and drink the brew. Once he'd finished every last drop he felt a little strange. Magica watched him and hoped, even silently prayed, that it would work. Then Poe began to transform, in a matter of seconds there was no longer a raven but instead a tall duck with hair the color of the black feathers he once had and eyes as dark as Magica's standing there, having grabbed the tablecloth to cover himself.
"Oh Poe! It worked! You're yourself again!" Magica happily flung her arms around her brother. "Wow! I am, I really am normal again!" He laughed. Scrooge looked at the recipe Magica used and read her translation notes of the page. "'Spell cancelling potion; for when your spellbound without a fix.' Well I'll be." Poe pulled out of his sister's hug. "Uh, if you don't mind I think I should go make myself decent." He said sheepishly. Magica laughed. "That would be a good idea." Poe left the kitchen and Magica turned to Scrooge. "Thank you, Scrooge." Scrooge looked confused. "For what?" Magica threw her arms around him. "For letting me read and use that book, for letting me use your kitchen… for helping me get my brother back; I could just kiss you right now!" She exclaimed. "Uh… well you're welcome…" Scrooge blushed a bit and found himself wondering if she was serious or just joking. She looked him in the face. "Don't you understand? With Poe's help we have a real chance now. If I can't use the amulet he can." "You're right," Scrooge now realized where Magica's mind was going. "He didn't have his powers taken so he can still use magic!" "Exactly!" "Am I interrupting a moment here?"
Poe stood in the doorway with teasing grin wearing blue jeans, a white shirt with a grey sport coat and blue leather shoes. "I hope you don't mind that I took a couple things from your closet and used my magic to tailor them Scroogie." "Uh, not at all." Scrooge and Magica pulled apart.
"So, what's our plan now?" Poe asked, sitting down at the table and pouring himself some cereal. "My word, it feels so good to eat with utensils again!" He said after two spoonfuls. Scrooge and Magica sat down. "We need to get to my hut on Mt. Vesuvius. Do you think you can do that Poe?" Magica asked. "Most likely; I mean, I haven't used my magic in a long time but it's like riding a bike isn't it?" He said as he finished his cereal. Poe stood up, placed his cereal bowl and spoon in the sink then instructed Scrooge and Magica to stand close while he recited a travel spell. Instantly they were at Magica's hut on Mt. Vesuvius. Magica grabbed the amulet and with the same spell Poe brought them back to Scrooge's manor.
"So now we need my dime?" Scrooge asked. "Yes." Magica nodded. Scrooge looked at the silver amulet she held, the intricate design even more breathtaking in person. "You get your dime while Poe and I prepare the amulet." Magica instructed. Scrooge eyed her suspiciously. "You're still intent on melting it down?" Magica made no attempt to hide her surprise. "Your family is in grave danger; this amulet may be our best chance to save them and you're still worried about the dime?!" He shrugged sheepishly. "Not really; but if there's ma chance I could get it back if we're successful…" Magica just rolled her eyes and shook her head; a slight amused smile on her beak. "Fool… Just go get the darn thing." She chuckled as she and Poe began preparing the amulet.
A few moments later Scrooge returned with his number one and saw the prepared amulet on his kitchen counter. The intricate design had been altered to one with a dime-sized hole in the center. "We should be able to pop it back out after we clean up this mess." Magica said. Scrooge nodded and gingerly placed the dime in the hole. The amulet seemed to shine a little brighter and Magica's eyes widened. "At long last… after so many years it's finally finished." She half whispered in awe. "Does it actually work?" Scrooge couldn't help asking. Magica said nothing, taking the amulet carefully in her hands and chanting a spell; trying to focus the energy of the amulet and hoping that she would be able to do it. After a moment the refrigerator door opened and a pitcher of iced tea floated out and toward the counter… only fall on Scrooge's head. Magica and Poe tried not to laugh at his sour expression, tea dripping from his scowling beak and top hat. "Okay so it's not perfect or very strong but I can do it." Magica said, still trying to contain her grin. "Here, let me help you." Poe said, chanted a spell and Scrooge was once again clean and dry. "Thanks. Now the three of us by ourselves won't be enough… we need more help and I know just who to ask." Scrooge grinned confidently.
A couple phone calls and about fifteen minutes later Gyro Gearloose and Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera were at McDuck Mansion, in Scrooge's home office, and exchanging stories with Scrooge, Magica and Poe. "We saw the magical business going on at your money bin and investigated." Gyro explained after the others told him about Haguk. "There's all kinds of creepy spectre-like guys in robes hanging around outside the money bin." Fenton added. "Haguk's minions no doubt." Magica said, then looked at Scrooge. "So, what do you have in mind?" "Well I think we should go in without magic; at first." He said thoughtfully. "Why?" Poe asked. "Because then we have the element of surprise. He thinks he's rendered me powerless and that we pose no threat…" Magica added, having a feeling she knew what Scrooge might be thinking. "Precisely. Although, you might as well still be powerless, you're barely able to use the amulet right now." Magica just scoffed. "In any case," Scrooge continued. "We can't go in there unarmed, we need some sort of protection or weapon." "Ah, your old anti-witch defense systems perhaps?" Gyro raised a knowing eyebrow, seeing why Scrooge had called him. "Yes, that would be helpful, and anything else you've got that might help." Scrooge nodded. "Okay, for starters Fenton will help you use one of my drones to get a look inside and see what's going on and help you get a lay of the land inside." Gyro took a small drone from his pocket and handed it to Fenton. "Don't break it." Fenton nodded. "Of course, I won't!" He said, pulling out his phone and connecting it to the drone. "I'll be back, I need to get the equipment from home lab." Gyro said as he walked out of the room.