"Well that's a sight for sore eyes," Belle said with a smile at the light emanating from Mr Bilton's wand, still crouched down and taking the opportunity to reach out to Mr Kirke. He might still be able to walk but he was small enough that they might lose track of him if they had to flee a boulder and she would not leave anybody else behind, cat ears or not.

"Do you think we should try levitating the urn out of here to see how far the magic spreads first?" She suggested, glancing between the mysterious urn and the man it had reduced to paws and whiskers. "If anything backfires I'd rather lose that thing than Mr Kirke lose his life."

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Lady made me sexy <3