Samira glared coldly at Shaw as he rewarded that Gryffindor boy points when everybody else answered too!!!! She didn't do anything other than glare though, unless the madman pulls out his blasted chainsaw again. So she just settled for glaring. A lot.

Looking down at the cat, Samira wrinkled her nose. How were they suppose to turn a cat into a hat? Didn't they usually just turn them unto goblets or something? Figures Shaw would do something unpredictable like this...

Picking up her wand, Samira let the words Fera Verto run through her head before picturing a simple hat in her mind. No need to go overboard. Samira tapped her wand on the cat, pictured a hat, and said, "Fera Verto!" Nothing happened. Ok...again. "Fera Verto!" Still, nothing. Samira was getting annoyed now. She pushed back her sleeves and said in a louder voice, "Fera Verto!" Nothing. "Fera Verto! Fera Verto! VERA FERTO!" Still, nothing. Angry now, Samira turned to Shaw sharply. "Professor!" she said loudly. "Help!"