The hours passed quickly as Jim went through the arduous task of entering the latin spells into the translator to convert it into modern english. He jotted down all of the promising results in the notebook that Rick had given him. As for the "promising results" he was entering into the notebook; well, they mostly consisted of harvest protection spells, fertility spells (Jim and Rick would never have to worry about shooting blanks), and other, more odd incantations.
Rick walked up from behind and peeked over Jim's shoulder. "So what do we have so far?"
"Well, this one that I just got through with lets you view flatulence in the air as a visible gas."
"It lets you see farts," laughed Rick. "I guess that comes in handy when nobody wants to fess up to one. What about the rest?"
"A real mixed selection," replied Jim as he thumbed through the book. "Their isn't any rhyme or reason to the order of this thing. There is a spell to get rid of warts right next to a spell to make corn stalks grow straight thats above a spell to erase someone's shadow. Their is even a spell that essentially makes a womans breasts into a micro-brewery so that lager will come out of her teats, in great supply, instead of milk. Not a bad spell to have if you've got a very, very understanding girlfriend."
Rick smirked. "Or one that's an alcoholic." Both boys got a quick laugh out of this. Jim turned back to the page he was on before he skipped forward. "So, do we have anything that's worth trying out right now?"
"Well," said Jim, "I think some of the more powerful spells are further into the book, which is aways off. Keep in mind that I am only on page twelve of one thousand something or other. But now that you've mentioned it I did find some interesting and powerful ones in these early pages. For instance, I wouldn't mind giving this one a shot right now." Jim pointed at his translation in the notebook for the spell of...
