 Professional Twirler Mourned and Missed
The power drill was heavy in Patroclus' hand. The batteries weighed down the base of the handle, but it was a good thing Patroclus found out.
Slipping the screw onto the tip of the drill, Patroclus was amazed to see that it was not only held in place by the corresponding dints, but also a weird force. Patroclus thought it was something he had heard Muggles mention before, Wagnetism. To him it seemed like the drill bit was accio'ing the screw.
With his finger Patroclus ever so slightly squeezed the trigger, and before his eyes the screw began to spin. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz, pushing hard to began to spin faster, ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ and the screw began to wobble on the tip of the drill. Releasing the trigger the spinning stopped, and Patroclus decided it was now time to drill into the wood.
Once again securing the screw on the tip, Patroclus used the weight of the drill, to push the tip of the screw into the wood. Squeezing the trigger and pushing down again the screw winded its way into the timber. Patroclus kept drilling even though it was as far in as possible, and the drill began to screeching noise.
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