Huffing a breath, Jamie flourished his wand and 'accio'd the things out of Clint's pockets then put them on a table. He wasn't going to be squared up to by a child. That was that. Not that he knew the kid's plan to take the dogs... That would have caused even more problems.
"Don't lie when I can bloody well fix it. Swear to God, my little brother is less petulant than you are," he frowned.