"That's good for survival," Harry said and grinned again. Not getting eaten was probably the best way to stay alive, children.
"Yeah," he said slowly. "Molly uses a pair of wands she made herself," though he suspected Lea had helped her with them. "I use my staff and a blasting rod," the latter which he didn't have at the moment, and the quarterstaff he just gripped tighter. "But I don't need them. They're good foci though and help with .. containing my spells." Since he was the powerhouse and his magic tended to just.. be brutish and blasting. Okay, okay so since he'd become a Warden and taken up Molly as an apprentice he had gotten better at doing finer things, but when it came to it his magic was very akin to being the Hulk.
Smash. Berserk. Burn things down. Harry shrugged.
"Are your patients.. supernatural?" Marius had mentioned he was a doctor. "I can't be around technology for long and I just.. do your witches and wizards also screw it up?"