Yesterday in the car Jackson threatened to pull out Callie's wiggly tooth... with magic. This is a tough one. I mean, we take threatening seriously, but threatening with magic? I assured Callie that Jackson doesn't have magic. I know, I know, he's not 11 yet and the Hogwarts letter won't arrive for another 3 summers, but I'm pretty sure this one's a muggle. Just before I turned the radio back up Jackson leaned forward and quietly said in Callie's ear, "Mom tells you I don't have magic because she doesn't want anyone to know, and she certainly doesn't want me to use it on you."
Just call me Petunia Dursley.
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