 Escapee from Azkaban
Jaeke blinked, then gazed at Ryan. "..You're a genius!" He suddenly shouted, forgetting that he hated him, before fumbling in his bags again. He took out his wand - which looked oddly different, before holding it up. He mumbled something that sounded like, "accio necklace" then waited. And waited. And waited. He tried a couple more times, before frowning deeply. "Wha-?" he asked himself, shaking the wand. "Work, ******!" He cursed, before inspecting the wand closer. "..Either we can't use our magic and our wands turned to regular 'ole sticks... or both."
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