Dylan wasn't going to pretend not to be excited about the glowing hammer. He'd never done anything like this...and because of stuff, the Slytherin felt rather accomplished. Actually...he was feeling rather powerful and all-knowing at the moment.

BY THE POWAH....INVESTED IN THOR'S HAMMAH!

Cue some crashing thunder and crackling lightning...

Ahem...

"Uruz uruz uruz... u u u u u u u u u... u u u u u u r r r r r r... u u u u u u u u u...Uruz uruz uruz... u u u u u u u u u... u u u u u u r r r r r r... u u u u u u u u u..."

Grasping the two objects tighter still, Dylan hefted them higher....He needed to bring it down hard on the metal. Velocity and such. Continuing to chant, he positioned it more in the center of the box.

"Uruz uruz uruz... u u u u u u u u u... u u u u u u r r r r r r... u u u u u u u u u...Uruz uruz uruz... u u u u u u u u u... u u u u u u r r r r r r... u u u u u u u u u..."

Then he was letting gravity do most of the work as the hammer was brought down hard.......There was enough force to dent the metal, but not enough to crack it open...The Slytherin would need to raise it higher.

More chanting...

"Uruz uruz uruz... u u u u u u u u u... u u u u u u r r r r r r... u u u u u u u u u..."

Dylan was hefting it, again...lifting the hammer and wand with difficulty. Heavy blasted weapon...Perhaps he could bargain with the Professor to...borrom one...

Higher and higher, still...until he had no choice but to bring it down hard on the box...(He'd...Ahem...dropped it)...Not that anyone noticed...No, everyone was much too busy doing their own thing...hopefully...

"Uruz uruz uruz... u u u u u u u u u... u u u u u u r r r r r r... u u u u u u u u u..."

It seemed to work this time, though...because when the ridiculously heavy weapon hit the box, there was a nasty cling! crunch! sound. Blinking down at the box...Dylan turned a surprised eye to the hammer...Whoa.

Merlin, he wanted one...

...not that he'd disclose what he wanted it for....