12: Ni-Bump-ght - Part Two

Harry made eye contact with Bernice a moment before she turned and left having delivered Ayala, they shared a small smile.
He invited Ayala to sit too. He repeated what he wanted to do and how he needed the two of them along as they were clearly sensitive to what had happened the night before.
"So, if I am wantin' to know all 'bout you, I am thinkin' you should know about me. Now before we start I want to try somethin'. First, switch your phones off. Because what I am about to do will destroy the chips in them."
He showed Ayala switching his phone off and got her to do the same, and waited for Jenny to do the same. Then Harry placed his hand on a thick book on the couch next to him, and said a string of words that were incomprehensible to the two women.
"Hopefully Ayala you can now understand everythin' me and DeeGee will say. Unfortunately this is a one way thing as I don't have a reference source for your language. But we can work it out. This is only going to work 'ere and now, so neither of you go wanderin' off."
He explained again that magic destroyed active microchips. Ayala clearly got the idea of what would happen to the phone.
"So. Me. When I was twelve, 'bout so 'igh," he added with his hand for Ayala to give her a frame of reference. "I was told by the last wizard in England that I was sensitive to magic. England is the place I am from Ayala."
Ayala found she understood what England was not so much where it was.
"Long story short, I 'ave spent the last seven years as an apprentice mage. I have worked so 'ard, what should take a decade, ten years, I am not far from finishing my apprenticeship. That doesn't mean I know almost everything about magic but I know a fair bit, and know how to find out more if I need to. I spent the last thirteen hours working out 'ow this translation forma works. Got quite a headache doin' it too."
Even Jenny found out that she understood Harry more, his heavy working class London accent did not seem a barrier any more.