Fortunately most people were smart enough to start moving away when cauldrons started flying and therefore Jess was able to redirect most of the projectiles. Rocketing cauldrons however, were scary and now he could hear the tyke full on crying- scared no doubt, and so Jesse did his best to make sure nothing flew their way in particular. What a disaster.

"Ma'am I suggest you take your son home and calm him down!" Jess hollered as he deflected yet another very large cauldron back toward the pile in front of the shop. The hysteria of the incident was not helping the poor guy to relax at all. He heard the satisfying pop! of apparating signal their departure and now he could focus on solving the task at hand.

He'd been hoping that removing the child from the situation would cease the magic, but no such luck. He hadn't heard the exclamations of anyone nearby over the commotion, but noticed a dark-haired woman still on the ground nearby. "I'd move if I were you!" He noticed another cauldron headed her way and with reflexes he would have thought faded with his Hogwarts quidditch career, he managed to catch a small cauldron barehanded before it hit her.