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Xander spent a few minutes wandering around the classroom watching the children attempt to change the various collections of matchsticks. He came across a boy with a round face who still seemed to be stuck on his first matchstick.

"Hey kid, seem to be having a bit of trouble there." Xander said softly as he knelt next to the table.

"I think my family was right… I must be a squib!" The boy whispered clearly in distress.

"Easy there. What's a squib?" Xander asked placing a calming hand on the boys shoulder.

"A person born to a magical family who can't do magic." The boy said despondently.

"But you made into this school… right? So you must have performed some magic?" Xander insisted.

"I can do some spells." The boy admitted.

"Ok, so what's the simplest and easiest spell you can do?"

"The light spell. Lumos." The boy said slightly excited as his wand tip lit up.

"So, definitely not a squib." Xander pointed out with a raised eyebrow.

"I suppose." The boy agreed reluctantly. "Nox." The light died.

Xander thought for a few moments whilst looking between the boy and the wand a few times.

"Ok, give me your wand a second." Xander said holding out his hand. The young boy nervously placed the wand in the outstretched hand. "Please be careful, it was my father's wand."

"No worries, it's gonna stay right here on the table with us." Xander said carefully laying it down. "Ok. Tell me, where does your magic come from?"

"Our magical cores." The boy answered in what was obviously a textbook quote.

"Now, when you made your wand light up, what were you thinking about?"

"My wand lighting up!" The boy answered as though the answer was obvious.

Xander picked up the wand and held it like the boy had. "So you just thought… 'I want my wand to light up… so Lumos'." This had the effect of making the boys wand light up as it had when the boy held it. Xander was fairly shocked that had happened but kept his face clear.

The boy just nodded, he still didn't know where this was going.

"Here's the secret." Xander winked at the boy before focusing on the light.

The young wizard gasped as the light suddenly vanished.

Then reappeared and finally vanished again.

"The words are pointless. You have to want it. You just have to know that it can be done, and it will be done." Xander said. "Now, make this wand tip light up." He said holding the handle to the boy.

Seconds later and the tip of the wand was slowing blinking on and off.

The look of joy on the boys face was infectious and Xander was beaming along with him.

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