Wha....wait a minute!! He was going to blow roof of the phone booth apart? Jackson's first instinct was to duck! The second?....well he actually did both at the same time. The moment the man cast the blasting spell, Jackson ducked his head while at the same time cast the shield charm over everyone inside the booth.

"Protego!"

On top of being inside a phone booth that was stuck and which could possibly plummet to the ground below at any moment, the idea of flying debris and shrapnel falling on you was definitely not Jackson's idea of a nice phone booth ride.

What made the phone booth stop working? Jackson thought to himself.

Think....think...Jackson.

The man whom some called Aron had cast the spell to make it descend and that had started it back on. It continued to work when everyone got inside and the numbers were dialed...but only for a few seconds.

So what was the trigger that made it stop working?

The number of people inside the phone booth or the punching in of the phone numbers or something else?

One thing was for sure Jackson knew it had nothing to do with his contribution of smells in the phone booth. That had happened after everything went wrong.

Well on the bright side, with the booth now really ventilated, all the smells would be sucked out.