Selina looked around her at all of the students who were choosing to go inside the isolated areas to attempt to draw. She was afraid to be the only first year who wanted to try it. It seemed like everyone else in her year was sitting by and practicing the spell. But Selina knew she should attempt. She was an artist and was decent enough at magic for her age. What was the harm.

Enhaling deeply she stepped forward and took her place in isolation. Drawing out her parchment she began to draw her interpretation of the task. She was... to say the least nervous.