“Once, twice, thrice, and presto!” the old teacher said, waving his wand back and forth with each count before tapping his top hat. A puff of smoke shot out of the well-used thing, quickly followed by the emergence of a rabbit. The white hare looked around in confusion for a moment before settling down next to the hat.
“Now you try,” he said to his young pupil
“Once, twice, thrice, presto,” the boy said, giving his wand a lackluster wave and slamming it against his hat. The force of his blow upset the hat, which emitted neither smoke nor rabbit.
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