Wizard? Excuse you. Men controlling pyrotechnics from behind curtains are wizards. Isn't it obvious that he's a clothie? "I prefer warlock," he says demurely, rocking a little on his heels, and it's then that he notices the tremble of the earth. Oh, that giant. How does one actually take care of a giant? He'll have to invent a spell. Harry Potter is too cliché. Something Latinate, at least. "The, er, local warlock guild sent me. Crowdhoot. I'm sure you've heard of us."