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Cam wanted to smile and smirk but he couldn't since of the little red thing that was still on his face. It made him continue crying, despite the fact that Jake ordered him to stop crying. So what if his Head of House didn't like crying people? He was NOT a crybaby anyways, he was just CRYING for this particular reason and kneeew that if it it hadn't been a spell and a regular injury, he wouldn't cry at all. Well it kinda' did matter since... he didn't want Forrester to think he was some sort of a crybaby, right?
Right.
Jake had his knee-thingies reversed and pointed at him and wiggled his finger to show that it was completely hilarious. "HAHAHAHA!" But luckily, Cam had seen Jake cast another jinx or hex again and got ready. Ohmegosh, I'm so scared, I'm so scared, I'm so scared. He wasn't really a scaredy-cat either, was he?
"Protego!" he yelled out and then wanted to smirk again after thinking that he made the shield already. But the finger pointing at Jake... HIS POKING FINGER... HIS POKING FINGER WAS MISSING. Cam held his arm and started to cry even more, not because of the stinging hex but because he lost his one and only poking finger. His other finger was definitely not the same.
"YOU STINKIN'... FREAKIN' MEANIE!" he insulted and had to his wand with his other hand (he just couldn't use his wand without his finger somehow) with the tears streaming down his eyes. THE TEARS. He muttered the toe-nail growing hex against Jake, and at the same time made the X-formation with his wand.
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