"Well, think of it this way, Daph. How many witches and wizards do we know who can cast without words? And you know some people can cast with out actually holding their wands." Isabella could, but very rarely. And only to draw something to her hand if she already knew where it was. Although thinking back, she couldn't be one hundred percent positive that the things shaking and floating whenever she and Wyatt kissed was all him.
And there it was. She'd been trying not to think about the bloody bouquet. Just one more indication that whatever was happening was happening with or without her consent. She was not in control of her own destiny apparently. "Before. Although those two things are in no way related, Daphne Nymphadora! Wyatt was showing me his family book of spells right after Verity died, and it happens to be kept at his mum's house." And they happened to be kissing and Piper nearly killed her, but Daphne didn't need to know that.