Matilda sighs with relief and sits down on the ground. "Okay, good. That's very good. Now I guess I can just fix all the grown-ups whenever they want, except - " She casts her double time-telling spell. "That I need to go to bed in about an angle. But I can come back later."
"Oh. Do they count as dragons now? I wasn't sure about that. Okay, that shouldn't be hard. Um, should we take everyone here back to your house now? Only they won't fit like this..." She gestures up at the flying ex-shrens.
Matilda gets up and dusts herself off and teleports everyone back to Jensal's shren house.
"We may have a problem at the Keppine house. The day-shift baby minder there is what's called an 'inside shren'; he can't go outside at all. But he might be young enough to fit into one of the larger rooms inside the house in natural form."
Presumably if either of these ones had that problem, Jensal would have said. Matilda takes them all to the bottom of the world. "Natural forms, please," she says to the baby-minders, and once they have complied she does magic. Ialdae is very definitely getting the hang of this trick. It's getting easier and easier.
At the Kep Island house, Jensal talks to the requisite people and Ilen the jade baby-minder is ushered into a hastily rearranged cafeteria to take natural form there. The night shift minder does not have this problem, which is good because she's considerably older.
Matilda fixes Ilen in the cafeteria just fine, and takes the night shift minder to the bottom of the world and fixes her, and goes on to the third land-based house and does it again, and then to the iceberg and does it again, and then back to Jensal's house and she casts the time spell. "I have another half an angle. Who should be next? Or would you rather learn about ialdae now?"
"You've caught ialdae too," says Matilda to the rather impressively enormous white dragon. "You might be able to ialdically teleport by yourself now."
"Now what?" she says when she has delivered Quaro back to his iceberg and returned with Jensal to her house.
"And conjure water and tell time and change the colours of things and move things and see magic and redundantly do witchcraft and I might be forgetting some stuff," says Matilda. "And it can learn new things, but I'm the best at teaching it. And different people catch it differently. You and Ludei and the babies I saw who caught it, you're all very... shiny with it. You have a lot of magic. The humans I've seen catch it don't have so much."
"I've never seen anyone actually run out before, but I guess you wouldn't be able to do any more ialdae until you got more. But... have might not be quite right, it might be closer to say you make a lot of magic. It's not just an amount of it that you have until you use it up and then it's gone."
"Well, you keep a bunch - you keep a lot, ialdic dragons particularly I mean - and the rest just..." Matilda makes a handwavy flapping/fanning gesture. "Sort of does the same thing mine was doing when the hole in your magic was throwing it all away. It just gets spilled. And then any ialder nearby can use it, I guess."