"After Potter," she purrs, "it's time for some real magic." Her husband watches, entranced, as she sheds the costume, revealing a bare, eager body. She straddles him, guiding his hardness to her wet entrance. "Wandless magic," she whispers, impaling herself on his cock. She moves with the rhythm of a spell, her hips casting a spell of their own, driving them both to a climax that leaves them breathless and satisfied.