Here was a more formidable opponent to be facing – albeit a man he was more familiar with than the last. Had his administrative role dulled Greyback's spellcasting skill? No more than Trystan's teaching position had his, he supposed; so this time, he supposed he actually ought to try.

Trystan began with a silent blasting curse, aimed carefully to hit the floor just in front Greyback's feet, to hopefully throw him backwards without further injury.

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