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"Aha! Luin, Chloe, Hugo, Mister Bennett and Mister De Simpson you are all correct, or at least the closest to what I was looking for." Isabelle clapped her hands and flicked her wand at the blackboard. The name of the spell appeared along with the words - changes an item into whatever you want. "I'd like to add, that's within reason," Issy chuckled as she turned around to face the kids again. "Yes, Covadium changes an everyday object, whatever you like...in our case rubbish," she said, gesturing to the bags by her desk. "into something else of use. Something that means we could reuse the rubbish. A version of recycling if you will."
Picking up one of the bags, she moved around the classroom placing two pieces of rubbish on each desk - a plastic bottle and a chocolate frog box. An empty one. Boo. "You all know the incantation, and in a moment I will show you the wand movement. But first I would like you to look at the items I have given you, and decide what you want it to become. Bearing in mind that it is easier to transfigure objects that are similar - so don't try and be too complicated on your first go."
Moving back to her desk, Issy picked her own bottle up and placed it back in a position they could all see. "Now watch closely... you need to do a swish to the left, then gently tap the item, while saying the spell...Co- vah- dium" Isabelle did just that, saying the spell and completing the wand movement. With a little poof her bottle became a fancy carved plastic glass, ready for her to put her firewhiskey into. Although not in class.
Beaming, she looked up at them. "First please recite the spell on it's own, then practice the wand movement without the spell, then by all means try everything together. Just be careful. And concentrate hard. I have more bottles and boxes for you to use for now as well, until we move onto the reversion spell, so just come get another to keep practising."
OOC: I'll be going to bed soon, which is why I've speeded it up a bit. xD Just make sure your charrie doesn't go overboard with anything. Isabelle is still watching!
Selina brushed a strand of her red hair behind her ear. She had been trying to keep the red mess of hair out of her face by means of a headband for the last few weeks. But her hair, like the person, was not one for cooperating. When met with a challenge the stubborn streak prevaled.
As she listened to the Professor her phoenix feather quill went to work writing out every instruction and note the Professor had thus far made. When she gave the directions and demonstration Selina was captivated. Her mother had always seemed to never have rubbish in the house, instead there always seemed to be new things. Maybe this was how that came about, it was a nifty little spell.
Selina practiced the incantation and the wand movement. Once she was ready she began to concetrate very hard. It was time to be focused. If she even lost it for a moment the spell would not work. Pointing her wand at the paper bag in front of her Selina said, "Covadium!"
The paper bag began to morph and everything seemed to become demented for a moment. Finally it took shape into a flute. Selina took a good look at the flute. Had she really transfigured it into that? She had been thinking hard about transfiguring a coffie cup. But she had to admit lately the flute had been on her mind. So many people at Hogwarts played intruments. She had played flute once upon a time, but gave it up for Quidditch. Now with all of the music talk she had wished that she had kept up her old habit. Her mind had obviously wanted her to.
She then turned to her next paper bag and said, "Covadium!" Once again the bag began to morph and change. This time much faster leaving the awkward inbewteen phase of the bag to new object on a much shorter span.
When she admired her work it was an instrument case for her flute. She looked around the room hoping no one was watching her. She wanted to keep her return to music on the down-low for the moment. When she was ready to tell all of her musically inclined friends that she was picking up her flute again she would.
She looked at her last bag and concentrated harder than ever before. This last item would be difficult. It held information and information she did not attain. "Covadium!" Over the span of about four minutes the bag folded over itself and morphed into the new object. Once she was done she opened her eyes to see it had worked. She had made a flute book to practice from.
As soon as she had all three items she shuffed them under her desk. She was embarssed at her sudden revival in music, but Kurumi and Adam had made her remember how much she loved it.