No sooner had Bingham twirled his wand that the old dog, seemingly without a care in the world, cast a devastatingly accurate charm that made his opponent swell and float. Enoch gazed at the vision with harrowed eyes: Bingham's face, swollen horribly and immobile, and still attached to what appeared to be a ever-growing giant, fleshy balloon, was amongst the most horrifying things he had ever seen and it was no consolation that he was advancing into the rafters.

"Fraser wins... now for god's sake will somebody catch Bingham!"

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Indecently attractive set by MJ