"You know, I should start charging I reckon. That way I'd be earning royalties or something. Nik, he bloody owes me, I reckon." Jimmy mused out loud, offering a cheerful wink at Mia. He was kidding.

Mostly.

As for Ivan, Jim was unbothered. He had successfully distracted him yes? Yes. Huzzah.

"Curse of the bogies it is. We'll start simple, Mia." He held his wand up. "So the point of this curse is to give your opponent a really bad cold. If you do it well enough, they'll pass out. Its pretty epic, though sometimes it can get a little messy and its contagious too. So don't get too close. There IS a counter though." But counters were boring.

So its a nice and simple crossing jab." Standard stuff. "And the incantation is Mucus ad Nauseam."