As the students continued to file forward, Lexi gave both the Trigwell boy and the Salander boy a small, polite smile in response to what they'd said to her.
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"What's that, Chief?" he looked up at the Charms professor, very surprised to be called out like so and certainly not realizing the irony of his name for her. His head thumped forward slightly for some reason and he blinked his wide, dark, doe-like eyes. "I'd love a detention with you, ma'am," wink, "but not during the tournament please. My apologies for being so... charming.... this lesson."
Wink wink wink.
He reached up to adjust his hat and felt all the colorful feathers there trailing down his back. Fletcher spun around in his seat as his Sneakoscope went crashing to the floor. Glaaaaare. His eyes narrowed in on Kellen Stern --- because who else was there to blame? --- but then he looked back at the professor as she spoke.
"Oh, these ole thangs?" The boy shrugged though he was vomiting inwardly. "They belonged to.... my... stepsister..... and I knew how you liked pink, professor, so I thought they'd be appropriate to wear to this lesson......"
Again, Lexi
glared at the Fletcher boy.
Duncan boy? Really, she had trouble remembering which name was his first and which was his last. She supposed it didn't matter much at the moment, though.
"You'll serve detention with me during the tournament if I say you will. Right now, I don't say you will," she said.
She'd like to be able to attend the tournament, thank you very much.
"However this is my last warning to you--behave, or else."
Cue a second thump on the back of the head.
She didn't say anything about the pink shoes. She
knew where they'd come from, and it
wasn't from Duncan!Fletcher's stepsister.
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Destiny Time to clean up.
Haha, Destiny only had to clean up a sock since Evelyn had everything on her desk. Her desk, her job to clean up.
Picking the sock up from her desk, she rolled it into a ball and threw it towards the box. It was like she was playing that muggle sport, casketball. Watching as the sock landed right inside the box, Destiny raised her arms over her head, "One hundred points for meeee!"
Or not.
*blink*
Lexi had half the mind to charm the sock right back out of the box and into Shepard's hands, but really now. Shepard always seemed...not crazy, but a
little unwell at times. She let the action slide by with just a little warning glance in Destiny's direction.
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SilverTiger Grayson's innocent expresion turned a bit worried as she watched the expressions on Professor Carlton's face as she registered what had been said, something was giving her a bit of an uh oh feeling. Letting the spellbook she'd been zooming around the room fly back to her desk, she lowered it back to the surface before putting all her attention on the pink-haired professor. But Professor Carlton only started logically discussing the possible cons with her using her ferret as a flying object, and Grayson nodded a little, expression turning more thoughtful. "Well, yeah, I guess. Draco doesn't get sick very much though," she said, wondering if she'd get the chance to use the spells on a third object after all. Something made her question that. She'd sort of neglected the statues and stuff though, other than figuring she could just try to zoom her ferret around the other objects. "You want to see him?" Taking a deep breath, she reached down and into her bag and withdrew the sleeping white ferret before bringing him over. "Um, okay. As long as I get him back," she said, holding the furball out. She couldn't tell if Professor Carlton liked ferrets or not, after all. But she also trusted the professor not to do anything to hurt him.
"Mmhmm, I want to see him," Lexi said, her face still not depicting whether she was upset with the girl or not. After all, this was Charms, not Care of Magical...or non-magical...Creatures. It was hard to tell just what Lexi was thinking.
That is, of course, until she reached forward and scooped Draco up into her hands.
"I've been thinking of getting a ferret---or a guinea pig or iguana. I'm undecided at the moment," she said. She smiled at the little guy, curled him up into her arms, and took off toward the front of the room.
---------- "If you haven't already, take a seat and turn your attention toward the two boxes in the front of the room," she said. Oh. Wait. She had yet to summon the second box--the larger one. With a few swishes and flicks, the larger box was floor!surfing across the room. When it reached Lexi, she toed it open to reveal...
...a box full of wooden horses on a stick.
Some were big, some were small, some were short, some were tall. Some even had little bells dangling from their necks.
"Today, we're going to race wooden horses around a racetrack--which is outside on the grounds--using the combination of charms we've been practicing in class. You'll levitate your horse into the air, fix him at the height you need him to be at, then you'll use the locomotor charm and your wand to guide yourself--on horseback--around the track," she explained.
She toed the smaller box open, and the lid slid away, revealing a box full of cowboy and cowgirl attire for those who didn't have any to begin with.
"You're not required to wear any of this," she said, gesturing toward the smaller box, "but it's here for you if you'd just like to have a little bit of extra fun." "Everyone come up now, choose a wooden horse and--if you'd like--some western attire, then follow me out onto the grounds," she said.
OOC: Feel free to make up a description for your horse and western clothes. The pictures above are just examples.