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Informationen zum Autor Jo Nesbo Klappentext Two friends use a fart powder for smelly revenge in this first madcap adventure in the zany and hilarious Doctor Proctor’s Fart Powder illustrated middle grade series by internationally bestselling author Jo Nesbø.Nilly is new to the neighborhood but makes a friend in Lisa, who is constantly teased by twin bullies, Truls and Trym. Nilly and Lisa like visiting Nilly’s neighbor, the eccentric Doctor Proctor, whose inventions are usually a bust. However, he has come up with his most sensational creation yet: a fart powder! There are two strengths: the regular that just makes you fart (without a smell!) and the extra-strength, which can propel you into the sky. Nilly and Lisa decide to sell the powder at school and use it to get revenge on Truls and Trym. All is good farty fun—until someone steals the extra-strength powder to use for more evil purposes... The First Powder Test “I’M DOCTOR PROCTOR,” the professor said at last. His accent was guttural, making his voice sound like a badly oiled lawnmower. “I’m a crazy professor. Well, almost, anyway.” He laughed a hearty, snorting sort of laugh and started watering his unmowed lawn with a green watering can. Nilly, who was never one to say no to an interesting conversation, set down his trumpet, ran down his front steps and over to the fence, and asked, “And just what makes you so sure that you’re almost crazy, Mr. Proctor?” “ Doctor Proctor. Did you ever hear of a professor trying to invent a powder to prevent hay fever but ending up inventing a farting powder instead? No, I didn’t think so. Quite a failure … and pretty outrageous, isn’t it?” “Well, it depends,” Nilly said, hopping up to sit on the fence. “What does your farting powder do? Does it keep people from farting?” The professor laughed even louder. “Ah, if only it did. I could probably have found someone to buy my powder, then,” he said. Suddenly he stopped watering the grass and stroked his chin, lost in thought. “You’re on to something there, Nilly. If I’d made the powder so it kept people from farting, then people could take it before going to parties or funerals. After all, there are lots of occasions when farting is inappropriate. I hadn’t thought of that.” He dropped the watering can in the grass and hurried off toward his little blue house. “Interesting,” he mumbled. “Maybe I can just reverse the formula and create a non-fart powder.” “Wait!” Nilly yelled. “Wait, Doctor Proctor.” Nilly jumped down from the fence, tumbling into the tall grass, and when he got up again, he couldn’t see the professor—just his blue house and a side staircase that led down to an open cellar door. Nilly ran to the door as fast as his short legs could carry him. It was dark inside, but he could hear clattering and banging. Nilly knocked hard on the door frame. “Come in!” the professor yelled from inside. Nilly walked into the dimly lit cellar. He could vaguely make out an old, dismantled motorcycle with a sidecar by one wall. And a shelf with various Mickey Mouse figurines and a mason jar full of a light green powder, with a label in big letters that read DR. PROCTOR’S LIGHT GREEN POWDER! And underneath, in slightly smaller letters: “A bright idea that may make the world a little more fun.” “Is this the fart powder?” Nilly asked. “No, it’s just a phosphorescent powder that makes you glow,” said Doctor Proctor from somewhere in the darkness. “A rather unsuccessful invention.” Then the professor emerged from the darkness with a lit flashlight in one hand and a snorkel mask in the other. “Wear this for safety during the experiment. I’ve reversed the process so that everything goes backward. Shut the door and watch out. Everything is connected to the light switch.” Nilly put on the face mask and pulled the door shut. “Thanks,” the profe...
