I knew my staring at him wasn’t helping him think any faster and I was risking face planting into the bowl of cereal and drowning in the milk. Death by cereal: not the way I want to go out.
*snicker* wonderful mental image!
“I know of no specific potion or spell to create the symptoms you describe,” he went on. “So, it is probably something cobbled together from more than one concept. A portmanteau, if you will.”
“A coat rack?” Me and shutting up never got along well.
“A catch-all, Harry,” Bob groaned.
“Ah,” I said. “Well, I translated it properly, though.”
“Yes, that’s something."
This is so them it could be canon. Seriously.
“But, it requires a good deal of concentration and finesse with delicate spells,” he explained. “As you know, your forte is not with delicacy.”
“No,” I agreed. “Harry like things go boom.”
“Precisely.”
Hee, funny. And the could-be-canon thing again.
Wonderfully written, as usual. Can't wait for the next part.
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I knew my staring at him wasn’t helping him think any faster and I was risking face planting into the bowl of cereal and drowning in the milk. Death by cereal: not the way I want to go out.
*snicker* wonderful mental image!
“I know of no specific potion or spell to create the symptoms you describe,” he went on. “So, it is probably something cobbled together from more than one concept. A portmanteau, if you will.”
“A coat rack?” Me and shutting up never got along well.
“A catch-all, Harry,” Bob groaned.
“Ah,” I said. “Well, I translated it properly, though.”
“Yes, that’s something."
This is so them it could be canon. Seriously.
“But, it requires a good deal of concentration and finesse with delicate spells,” he explained. “As you know, your forte is not with delicacy.”
“No,” I agreed. “Harry like things go boom.”
“Precisely.”
Hee, funny. And the could-be-canon thing again.
Wonderfully written, as usual. Can't wait for the next part.