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The 11 year old rolled his eyes at his cousin's persistence, this time dropping the darn thing to the floor and nudging it further away with his foot. He didn't want to talk about it and wasn't going to work at it. How did he plan to get better? He didn't. Why was this so hard to understand? He could be a wizard in other ways. Lots of people did it.
"I don't get nervous about stuff like that. It's the perfect time to prove just how awesome I am and I usually deliver." Blaise was a performer. Years of afterschool performing arts classes together could have told his cousin that.
He delivered, that was his thing. The fact his wand didn't work and was slowly changing this annoyed him to no end.
"What if the guy was way bigger than you and you knew he knew all the best spells that you haven't learned yet?"
Bentley dived down to pick up the wand that his cousin was trying to kick away. He'd just put it back in his back pack for safe keeping, or until Blaise came to his senses. The first year rubbed the wand against the front of his shirt to get whatever dust it picked up on the ground off.
"You're being very silly Blaise." He chided as he stuffed the wand into his book bag.
"And you can't prove how awesome you are if you don't have a wand to defend yourself!" Helloooooo, did he see that he wasn't making much sense?
"Then I'd shield shield shield and I'd run and hide. Luckily I've been reading up on stuff though."
Oh they were moving on to an activity? Bentley focused his attention on the professor.
"Time to put your money where your mouth is cousin." Bentley said as he walked towards the Gryffindor castle.