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Lorcan raised his hand nervously. "Umm, sir, I know that you can use a wand that isn't your own, because you used mine when Le- I mean, when I hurt my wrist." He shot a look at Lexi, he hadn't totally forgiven her for that. "You healed me with my own wand, so I suppose it's just a case of concentrating a bit more than usual because the wand didn't choose you and it doesn't know you very well."
Lorcan frowned, not completely sure that he had explained himself clearly. He knew what he had meant, but would Professor Lawson?
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