Cat woke up.
Tom was still at the moat.
"Hmm . . . ," Cat thought.
Splash! The crocodile dropped into the water.
Tom watched it swim away with the crown.
"Ha-ha!" Dirk laughed softly.
"You're going to get thrown in the Grim Dungeon!"
"Oh no!" Tom thought.
"Not the Grim Dungeon!"
The princess was still wailing. "My crown!"
"Psst! Tom!" whispered a voice. "Over here!"
Tom looked around.
Cat was hiding near the palace!
She waved to Tom. "Come here."
"Now, now." Dirk patted the princess' shoulder.
"We can get you a new royal crown."
The princess sobbed.
"But that one is very special."
Tom hurried toward Cat.
Then he blinked in surprise.
Cat had the fishing rod and . . . the crown!
"Wow!" said Tom.
"How did you get the crown?"
Cat shrugged.
"I woke up and decided to go fishing.
But I caught this instead."
Tom hid the crown in his robe.
He ran back to the moat.
"Wait! Princess Mary!" Tom called.
He waved his wand. Poof!
"My royal crown!" the princess cried.
"Oh, Tom," she said happily.
"You're the best royal wizard ever!"
Tom bowed. "Thank you, Princess."
He put the crown back on her head.
Everyone clapped—but Dirk.