 urine trouble | Pat's Strong Confident Other Half | Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse
Oh they were getting started? BRILLIANT. THIS was more like it.
And he was thoroughly glad that they were pulling dummies towards them and not something else. The only thing that bugged him was that he was pretty sure he wasn't old enough to try the spell non-verbally. Fifteen sounded alright and all but it wasn't right up there with sixteen and seventeen and eighteen. He didn't even have this spell down and mastered in the first place! Grumble.
Next time. Maybe. When he was like sixteen or seventeen and would be told to practice spells non-verbally. He would be ALL up for that.
There was no rolling up of the sleeves this time. Just straight on eyeing the dummy in front of him as he whipped out his wand. Where should he aim for? The neck? Chest? Waist area? Probably the waist. OR right around the chest and arms, because if this was some evil creature, he didn't want it to be able to use its arms as he put it on a leash.
"Carpe Retractum!" he called, moving his wand in a whip-like motion.
And the result?
Nothing. Not even a spark. Just great.
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