Hot's First Year. Episode 10.

Smoke looked at Red Star, surprised, as Ginger pulled out a huge bag of sweets out of her bedside table.
"What?"
Red Star grinned. "Yeah, if we say anything to the teachers, they're not going to do anything about it, are they? No, it's better if we did something about it ourselves."
Smoke shrugged her shoulders. "Okay. Whatever you say."
We all watched Ginger tip the bag of sweets onto her bed. There was an assortment of chocolate dragons, liqurice pitchforks, which I vowed to stay away from, gummy salamanders, and chocolate phoenixes.
"Mmm... Sweets," Ginger said.
"Here, Ginge, you're always sharing your sweets with us, but they're always little bags," Flame said. "How come you've suddenly got a big bag."
"I asked Mum and Dad to send me a big bag," Ginger explained. "As a surprise for Smoke tomorrow night. But seeing as how the Venom Twins have just upset her, she deserves cheering up."
Red Star picked up a chocolate dragon, and bit it's head off. ""We need to come up with a plan to get those two back," she said, munching on the poor dragon's head. "But how are we going to do it?"
"I know," Ruby piped up. "We turn Singe into a chocolate dragon, and Torch into a gummy salamander."
"And then we eat them!" Ginger laughed.
"I like the idea of turning them into sweets," Red Star giggled. "But I think eating them afterwards is a bit too ghoulish."
"Why don't we turn them into sweets," I started. "And then we tell them we're going to eat them if they don't stop rifling through your stuff."
"A little bit better," Red Star said. "Right, Ruby, do you know the spell to turn them into sweets?" Flame told her sister.
"Why me?"
"It was your idea."
"It seemed a cool idea at the time."
"But you don't actually know the spell?"
"No. Sorry."
Fox reached for her bag, which was under her bed. "It must be somewhere in 'The Book Of Devil Spells.'" She said, as she pulled the book out of her bag, and starting flipping through it.
Red Star shook her head. "That's all mainly turning inanimate objects to other inanimate objects. You know, an apple into a banana. That kind of thing."
"First year stuff," Flame told her sister.
Red Star sat on my bed, pondering for a moment. "Aha!" She suddenly yelled out. "I got it! Now, listen to me. All of you."