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Who: Harry, his Biyomon, and anyone passing by
What: Harry desperately trying to make his wand work while Biyomon judges him silently.
When: Thursday afternoon
Where: Somewhere in the city, near a bench.

All in all, today's events hadn't made him like apparition any more. Even if it wasn't Dumbledore or apparition's fault that he had suddenly found himself in some weird supposedly digital world, where he was chose again for something, he still couldn't help but file it all as "Yet another reason why I prefer flying", well above the physical discomfort in terms of annoyance.

But that wasn't his main concern now. No, what worried him right now, was the fact that his magic was gone. How, he had no idea. All he knew what was his spells weren't working; his wand sat on his hand as he cast them as just a useless stick. This, more than anything worried him, and he was determined to trying everything to get his wand to work, no matter how many times the giant pink bird that had identified itself as a "Biyomon" that had been following him since he got here told him it probably wouldn't work no matter what he did.

So that was what Harry was doing, staring at a can he had been trying to do anything to, from levitating it to enlarging it, face scowling in concentration, while Bioyomon looked at him with a mixture of silent judgement and exasperation.

Ignoring the bird, he quickly points his want at the can and mutters "Engorgio."

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"Cool... So!" Ed broke away the handshake, looking at his hand for a moment before clutching it into a fist and nodding.

"That spell you were casting. It was supposed to make stuff bigger, right? That's what came to mind when I heard the word. Do all your spells require incantations? I heard they're supposed to help with visualization and focus, but I've never really bothered using them because talking a lot during a fight means people kind of punch you in the face--do you know how to get around that?"

From his bright expression, it was obvious he was completely earnest, and perhaps a touch overly excited.

Ok, as much as he had enjoyed the experience, Harry was not sure he wanted to start a branch of the DA here, only he'd apparently be explaining his world's magic, and he's not doing that until Hermione and her gajillion books are here, damn it! But he'll still answer Ed's questions because they're easy enough.

"Yes, they all need incantations, and no, because I've only really gotten into fights with other wizards..."

Which might not be strictly true if we consider Dudley and his gang's shenanigans, but that was more him being beaten up, not actual fights.

"Oh..." A small hum. "I guess if all the other wizards in the world all had to use incantations, and you have to use incantations too, then you'd never really know."

He nodded again. "Well, that's fine. So long as you made it out okay! Thanks!"

Harry and Biyomon exchanged a look of confusion, neither knowing what to say. Harry really didn't know what to make of Ed. He seemed to be in his own world most of the time.

"You're... Welcome, I guess..."

"Ahaha... but, anyways, I didn't mean to talk your ear off about magic or anything." he said, laughing awkwardly as he realized he was probably being a little rude.

"Anyways... uh... you're new around here, right? If there's anything you need, don't hesitate to ask away! I've been around since stuff basically started."

"I'm new, yeah..."

He's been here since this whole thing started... May as well ask. "When you say you've been here since everything started... How long is that?"

"Uhh..." He took a moment to think about it. "A little over five months! That's how long I've been here."

He raised a finger, and then nodded. "And there's been a lot of stuff that's happened too. Like, dark fields, and more dark fields, and a castle that exploded into a dark field... Oh! And there was a scavenger hunt! It ended with someone finding a dark field."

Well... "That's a lot of Dark Fields." He doesn't know what a Dark Field is, but the name alone is bad news.

"They're everywhere lately, aren't they?

"We've been inside them twice!" Guilmon shouts, raising a claw.

"...uh..." Ed smiles sheepishly. "Yeah... don't go falling in them. It's really dangerous, and it hurts."

"I'll... Keep a look-out..." Oh right, he should probably ask... "What's a Dark Field?"

"It's uh... basically a giant tear in space. It links to some kind of dark dimension thingy that's basically made of pain and unpleasantness. You'll know it when you see it, trust me." He gives another of his nods.

"Oh... If it's that obvious, then... Yeah, I'll be on a look out."

Have any appeared herein the city?"

"Just one..."

Ed shook his head. "It was a little bit ago. The lights went out all over the city, and then there were infected Digimon everywhere."