'Oh that was freakin' brilliant...' Freya thought sarcastically as the two spells collided in a stream of blue and gold sparks, then fizzled out and drifted away. She sighed and looked over to the girl, who was still a good twently feet away. Freya nodded her head a little bit, since it was foolish to bow one's head completely in her opinion, and then walked over to her things that were still laying on a chair; the match was clearly over, and time was running out. She swung her heavy cloak over her and put her bag straps over her right side, before buckling them in place.
With another glance to the clock in the room, Freya acknowledged the first year again, "It's been fun." 'Just work on your stance...' She thought to herself at the last moment, but thought it would be rude to mention it. 'Oh well, Noor is waiting.' She placed 'her' wand safely inside her cloak pocket and with her long stride made her way out of the door. 'Such a lovely way to spend the early afternoon.'