Although he hadn't had the hubris to go up against the aurors and experts in the competitive track, Tybalt at least wasn't worried. He had always liked duelling, even back at school - and he was on home turf here at the stadium, as it were!

The gentleman he bowed back to was visibly his elder, and a stranger to him, so Tyb had very little idea of what to expect. Not the usual first move, the charm the man cast - but that left room for a little creativity, and Tyb, being a mature and practical adult, elected to try to transform the oncoming stream of water into a harmless cloud of brightly-coloured bubbles.

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