“Ha!” I said, and threw my arms up in the air. “Ha-ha! Ah-hahahaha! I am wizard; hear me roar!” Mouse gave me an oblique look and sidled a step farther away from me. “And well you should!” I bellowed, pointing at the dog. “For I am a fearsome bringer of fire!” I held up my right hand and with a murmur called up the tiny sphere of flame. The spell stuttered and coughed before it coalesced, and even then the light was barely brighter than a candle. “Harry?” Michael asked in that tone of voice people use when they talk to crazy people. “What are you doing?”
