Harvey could only watch and wait as the woman before him tried vial after vial. Maybe this damn thing would never separate. The quidditch player in question was incredibly lucky that it wasn't his hand attached to the quaffle. That would have been another matter entirely.

"Aha!" Harvey echoed when the fifth vial did the trick. He watched the connection dissolve, fascinated, as the two items came apart. "Does that give you any clue as to what might have caused the stick in the first place?" Harvey was hoping that whatever was in the solvent would give way to whatever was in the original product that caused the problem in the first place.