Theo eyed the pile. It was big. But he could seperate it into smaller piles. Yes he would do that. A simple elevation charm should do the trick. Now what was the spell. And now he had no book to use. He could make up the spells. But then again, he wasn't that smart.

"My name is THEO," he retorted. He would be called Theo if it was the last thing he did. An anti-what hex? Big words fell short of Theo's ears. Right he had to get to work.

He poked his wand at the pile and giggled as it all came tumbling down. Now he was swimming in bird poop, or whatever it was. This was far more fun than he had thought. Now he had to disect them. Yucky stuff on one side, and then the boney stuff on the other.

He picked up a pellet, just to see what he was working with. It smelled funny. Like baby sick. Oh well. He poked it, and it crumbled slightly in his hands. There in the middle was a bone. He threw it over his shoulder, into the right hand corner. He threw the other stuff into the left. He couldn't break it all up, that would take forever. Maybe Higitus Figitus worked as a spell. It worked for Merlin in the Sword in the Stone. Why couldn't it work for Theo. He was only littler, but far more cuter. Now what were the words. He began humming the tune. Then came the words. "Higitus Figitus zumbabazing. I want your attention everything," Theo sang, smiling. He forgot he needed his wand for this. He drew out his little wand, and gave it a flick. It made a whipping noise, which sounded cool. Ok now he was good to go.

He stood up on the chair, like Merlin did, and brandished his wand at the pile. He gave a little cough, before beginning.

"Higitus Figitus zumbabazing. I want your attention everything," he started, "We have having to break up. Come on lets go. Both of you know now where to go." He smiled, as the song didn't seem to work, but all the vigourous wand waving did something. Maybe it was because he wanted it done. The pile started seperating into smaller piles. And then those smaller piles started disecting. Each pellet shifted its stuff to the left and the right, like he wanted. It was exactly how he had pictured it in his head. Maybe he was magical after all. Not pretend magical like before, but really magical like his daddy.

He smiled as the last pellet was done. It had only taken a few hours or so. Well according to his watch it had. But his watch might've had a little water damage. One could never tell.

Now he had to put the stuff in the buckets and the tray. That was going to be the hard part. The spell? Ah yes he remembered.

"Wingardium leviosa," he called to the small pile of bones. He flicked his wand in the swish and flick way. And the pile rose. Man he was good. Now he had to send the pile to the tray. He lifted his wand up over his head, and pointed to the tray. Slowly the pile moved with his wand directions, flying over Theo's head and dropped tidily onto the tray.

Theo did a little jig on the chair, hoping it wouldn't collapse from under him. He did the same with the other stuff, and put it nicely into the bucket. He jumped off the chair, rather happily. He could do magic now. He could do magic. He danced a bit on the spot. He didn't care if Kazi walked in now, he could do magic.