By this point in the lesson, Sierra was fuming.

This was the third time an entire class period had been wasted while the students cleaned either equipment or the classroom area. The first time had been when Vindictus had them use Broomstick Servicing Kits on all the dilapidated school brooms. Sierra had done the task, of course, but she'd also been sure that it had been a task Vindictus himself had been meant to complete! He'd just used his classtime to force the students to do the work he didn't feel like doing!

...and then, the second time had been in Herbology class--Vindictus again! He'd made the students clean and maintain all that had been neglected by Mugwarts--or whatever the actual Herbology professor was really called. Sierra had done that, too (for the points, of course), but again she'd been sure the students were actually doing the professor's work!

...and now, here they were again--cleaning telescopes that looked to have been neglected since the beginning of time. Okay, so maybe not that far back, but Sierra was just in a bad mood again, and so she found herself exaggerating about something that didn't really seem to bother most of the other students. She took a deep breath and made a grab for some cleaning solution and a soft cotton towel. The frown on her face, however, remained in place for at least a minute or two longer.

Sierra balled up the towel, placed it above the now-opened bottle of solution, and then turned the bottle upside down. Once the towel was good and wet with solution, she twisted the cap back onto the solution and put it off to the side. She glared at the telescope as she started to clean it. She still thought wandwork would have been so much better. Her arms and hands moved faster and harder as she scrubbed and scrubbed. She moved the towel gently, though, over the glass parts of the telescope. After she'd applied a good layer of solution onto the telescope, she stepped back and carefully studied her work.

Hmm...alright, time for step two.