Bat? BAAAAAAT!!!!!!

Jacob was pretty sure that it looked that his pants caught fire, by how fast he jumped up again.

WAIT! His Pants Were On Fire! Merlin, Not Again!

Oh Phew... nope they weren't on fire. Good.

Jacob grabbed a bat and breathed a sigh of releif as he gained the rest of his arm back... Sure it was usually a sword that extended his arm to it's full length, but the bat had become the new one as he spent more time here. He then Broom, cause all the brooms here were the same, old, and simple, but they served their purpose perfectly.

What Were they Gonna hit? He Wanted To hit Something SOOOOO Bad... just as much as he wanted to cut those muggles. He still wanted to cut them up... they touched the brooms... that poor broom probably had to go through therapy. Poor Traumatized Broom.