Adrian blinked against the light, momentarily confused. Demelza was supposed to be magicless. His grip on his wand grew tighter, until he spied the object in her hand: a rudimentary tool. The light was just a trick, a filthy Muggle trick. He grinned through his mask and leaned nonchalantly against the wall, wand harmlessly at his side.
"Hello Demelza. How are you doing this fine evening?" He was a bit surprised she didn't scream. She certainly looked scared though.