"Don't make me throw you across the room again." Jo said the words, evenly, since sitting up hadn't made the room spot or swing this time. "You just asked me to stop doing magic for a while." She shook her head, as she stayed sitting, but hadn't made an effort to swing her feet over any edge. "And trying to keep me in your bed all night is not going to make that happen."

Jo raised her right hand, snapping, and then her left, snapping that hand as well.

On the right, she'd thought Colloportus at the restraints, which snapped closed even in his hands.
On the left, she'd followed a second later with Alohomora, and they unlocked right back open there still.



She'd braced for the pain of doing that, but nothing came except the normal wear of not having her wand to direct her magic. Then she frowned, before her mouth opened and her eyes shot to his. "Of course. That's why it didn't happen in the garage. It's only triggered by healing charms somehow." She rolled her eyes upward, a flash of anger flash bright and then dark. "Bastards."

The repercussions for that on both civilians and ministry trying to help themselves, or the civilians, would be vast with that.