[ it's almost comical. it reminds her, in a bittersweet way, of her parents. how wide their eyes had gotten, how surprised her father had been, with every small detail as they'd gotten to visit the wizarding world for the first time. each example of magic was a shock to his system, from self-stirring cauldrons to candies that moved of their own accord. ]
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I already told you. Magic.
[ she eyes his soaking clothes for a moment. ]
Now would you like to dry off or not?