James gets help from the Ministry of Magic

James wanted to take Rebecca down a peg after that rude text, so he went online to find a way to somehow punish Rebecca for her transgressions and make her stop believing her silly magic.

He eventually found a place called the "Ministry of Magic", that enforced the rules against the "dark arts". James was surprised at there being rules on this sort of thing, but was thankful for the opportunity. Putting his information and geographic details in, he was pleased when the next morning he received an email that someone would be flying out from an island off the coast of Britain that week to take his case.

Smugly satisfied at his turn of luck, on the appointed day he walked over to Rebecca's house, ready for his case manager to smack Rebecca down and punish her for her bad use of magic. When he got to her porch, he saw a hot lady walking up to it at the same time as him.

"Wow!" he approached her, "you're Emma Watson!"

"No," the woman rolled her eyes in visible frustration, "I'm Hermione Granger, from the Ministry of Magic! That's a very common misconception..." she could only maintain her professionalism through gritted teeth.

"Well, thanks for taking my case!" James admitted gracefully as they shook hands.

"No problem, I spend much of my time talking to people about using magic for such pettiness," she acquiesced as she knocked on Rebecca's door. "Trust me, your date's muggle magic will be quite easy to disarm."

"I don't think she's a mug person," James rubbed the back of his neck as Rebecca opened the door.