What he describes sounds very familiar - and not just about Wanda. Her lips quirk faintly as she glances down at the book he'd handed, her fingers tracing over the cover in thought. "The dangers of having that sort of power isn't just limited to it being magic, I'm afraid."

But she listens to his description of his work here and flits to the page he'd indicated. Reading over the words, it sounds straightforward enough as she commits the process to memory. "Certainly among the more useful beginner spells, I imagine." Her lips quirk, however, as she turns to cast him a crooked grin.

"And you're sure this isn't likely to set my bedroom on fire?"