“You aren’t completely concentrating.” A voice came from behind. “You are trying to cast the spell, which you have the correct hand movements but there is something else on your mind preventing you from completely mastering the spell.” Albus walked up towards Peter. He wore tan slacks that were rolled up to his knees with a long sleeved white shirt that was unbutton at the top.
Albus had been enjoying the beach with his sister and mother, but had decided to take a walk to clear his own mind. Fawke had been circling above, keeping an eye on his master. He didn’t have to walk far to come across another person trying to preform magic. His blue eyes looked over the man for a brief second and knew that something was amiss. But all he did was offer the smile that many would grow up to know.
“Go on. Try it again.” He nodded towards the rocks. “And remember, clear your mind.”