He lets go of my hand and while I watch the blood gather on the map, I run my fingers over the cut. Using wandless and wordless magic, I let myself heal, knitting the skin back together. This is not the first time I have done this, sometimes during the training in the afternoon I got hit with different hexes that left bruises or cuts. I would heal myself in view of everybody, Not hiding the fact that I have the power to do such things.