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His wand remained raised, pointing right at Dennis, as his spell went soaring toward the Hufflepuff. When the older boy started moving from side to side and his pumpkin-head jinx didn't make contact, a wave of disappointment hit him. But he didn't allow the feeling to linger for long; he needed to focus and look for ways to get inside his opponent's head.
Logan was anticipating a disarming charm now from the Hufflepuff. Needless to say, he was surprised when such a spell did not come. In fact, the incantation that had been said was one that he had never heard before. Not having enough time to cast another shield, the boy dodged. His attempt was too late, the spell making contact with him, and within seconds pointy antlers were on his head. Oh, deer!
Now, this was just fawn-y. The fourth year let out a chuckle as he touched one of the tines -- he'd have to remember this one for a later time. His chuckling continued before he suddenly flicked his wand and uttered, "Rictusempra!" A silver light whizzed toward Dennis, who hopefully would get to join in on all the laughter. In the event the first spell didn't make contact and to doe off some steam, a second spell immediately followed: Tarantallegra. If Dennis wanted to move about earlier, well, he was willing to help with that.
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