Even the best disarming charm was no match for the spectacle of a Patronus, it had to be said, never mind the fact that Mr. Byrne's spell had shot off to the side and disarmed Tybalt inside. Grinning wryly, Tybalt waited until the silvery elk had dissipated before he went to scrape up his wand off the floor and make the final call.

"Mr. Fisk is the winner!"

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