, the rumble of an engine approached. Mr. Potter, the school caretaker known for his bushy eyebrows and kind smile, pulled up in the school minibus, its sides painted with colorful handprints.

As the maps materialized on beaches far and wide, the air filled with the sounds of children’s laughter and the excited barking of dogs. The world was suddenly alight with the spirit of adventure, and Billy’s heart swelled with pride at his first wish’s impact.

But before the dog could voice his second wish, the rumble of an engine approached. Mr. Potter, the school caretaker known for his bushy eyebrows and kind smile, pulled up in the school minibus, its sides painted with colorful handprints.

“Ahoy there!” Mr. Potter called out, waving a friendly hand. “What’s all this about wishes and maps?”

Billy grinned, running up to the minibus. “Mr. Potter! We’re on a treasure hunt, and we’ve got wishes to make!” forget the wishes said mr potter and only talk about the treasure of spoon and fork the dog said about what mr potter had said