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Chasing after his materials, he finally turned a corner. âWhoever the bloody Merlin is doing this is going to get stabbed, I swear on your life!â He finally found his things and his eyes widened when he realized that the culprit was Donghae. âYouâŚ. son of a banshee!â Stomping his feet like an angry child, Henry folded his arms, completely annoyed. âWhatâs that spellâOh!â Pulling out his wand, he aimed it at Donghae before reciting the spell, âAvis!â Henry spun the wand in his hand and recited another spell, âOppugno!â Surely, he knew that the birds would attack Donghae, but he didnât mind. This is what he gets for waking him up from his nap.
Donghae grinned and waved at Henry, waiting for his retaliation. Donghae aimed his wand high, grinning at the birds, impressed at the boys choice of spell. "Protego!" Donghae stood and the held the shield high, waiting for the birds to stop attacking before he brought his hand down, grinning at Henry. "Good morning Henry. How did you sl-Tarantellegra!" Donghae aimed his wand at Henry's feet, attempting to curse the younger boy, a grin on his face.














