A fit of coughs interrupted her rant. She grabbed the wand at her side, waved it, and the smoke slowly left the cabin until it disappeared. After another cough, she returned her attention to the mess surrounding her. Books, broken bottles, and various other items littered the floor. She let out a huge sigh and waved her wand again. Everything slowly went back to their rightful places, bottles and their spilled contents being put back together, almost as if time was rewinding the cabin. As this transpires, the woman walks upstairs and enters single bedroom.
