While I was unloading things from the car when we got home today, Sara picked up a straw, waved it at the sky, and yelled, "Expecto patronum!" I asked her what she was doing (I don't learn.), and she told me that she was expecto patronuming the turkey buzzard so he wouldn't get the chickens. I told her that the turkey buzzard didn't want to get the chickens, so she promptly turned around and expecto patronumed the cat.
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