"If you were able to charge it before," Carlisle insists, "you should be just as capable of charging it now. However, if you are worried about it, I will certainly take a look, as I am the one who wanted to do so in the first place."

But for now, there are experiments to be done. He conjures orbs of water into his hands, dropping one into each mug. After that, he taps each glyph on the designated contact point, leaving his finger there just long enough for the lines on the page to light up. They hiss as they illuminate, the light fading as the water in the cups boils, steam rising into the air above them. Grabbing the spoon from the bucket, he stirs each one.

"I am hoping that some concentration of this sap will work on me the way it did on others in the park."