Aris didn't use a spell. He used a simple, old-fashioned manual override. He reversed the polarity of the superconducting magnets, creating a localized black hole within the accelerator.
The "Magic" shrieked as it was sucked back into the 11th dimension, unable to fight the raw, crushing gravity of a dying star. Aris stood at the edge of the event horizon, a smile on his face.
"The math... finally checks out," he whispered.
When the dust settled, the lab was a crater. No magic remained, and the "glitch" was gone. Science had won, but the cost was a genius who learned too late that some doors are locked for a reason.