 Rucole Club Club|| film lyfe || mac and cheese queen|| *exits with trunkshot*
Cal shielded his eyes against the sunlight dawning on them during the professor's demonstration. "Solis Lucidum..." He mumbled to himself, repeating the spell incantation over and over until the stutter subsided. The sixteen year old mimicked the movement with his finger. The counterspell was going to be a little harder.
Cal chewed on his lip, preparing the word in his head before actually speaking it out loud. "Me..me...metolo...jinx...metolojinx...r-rec-canto..." Glancing around, he pointed his wand at somebody else's already conjured sunlight and casted the counterspell, "Metolojinx Recanto." Half the effort done.
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