As you tap the notch on the Recollector and feel the orb get ice-cold, as it begins to vibrate in your palm.
Remembering at the last moment to duck, you drop down and toss the black sphere into the air. You and Quirrell hit the ground.
A flurry of light exits the orb. You hear far-off sounds escaping from the black void of the sphere.
“confundo…stupify…petrificas totalis…obliviate”
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