Dylan took a deep breath. He was ready. He held out his wand. His hand unshaking. He was as steady as a rock. Oh yeah. He took off his robes, jumper and his silk shirt. He didn't want it ripped. He hung them on a tree.

He casually shook his hair out of his eyes. Sure his shirt was missing, but he still had his warming bubble around him. Shame it wasn't a protective bubble.

His wand was back out in front of him.

Bring!

It!

ON!