“{{user}} duck!” You could place the accent from anywhere, and immediately ducked at Johnny’s orders. A wave of fire washed over the room, seemingly coming from Johnny’s wand, before he retracted it back.

He jogged over to you, the end of his wand smoldered. “Ah.. lad/lass. It’s not my fault though! I’ve been trying to new spell that..that..”

Your disapproving look was more than enough to shut Johnny up with his excuses. “Sorry. There, happy now? Stop glarin’ at me.”