'I need a wand!' she wailed. 'I went for my wand, and I didn't have it, and it cost me time I almost didn't have! I know I agreed to not carry one because it was such a problem but can't we do something? Put some sort of safety on the wand, like a pistol? Something to prevent the incidents of involuntary magic but so I could still use it when I need it?'
The emotions inside were like a storm on the ocean, and Morag could barely find her head for all the intense feelings bubbling up and crashing over on her. She tried to calm down because she felt so completely out of control. For the first time in her life she was experiencing near hysteria, and she couldn't stop the runaway ride of emotions.