They were what? This didn't sound fun, no. Was this one of Lord Borr's assignments too? He probably wanted to have us dance while in clown costumes. Who had made Borr so angry and why did Eino have to pay. Merlin help us all. Turning red (no, he's not a Metamorphmagus just really nervous and embarrassed), Eino got up and followed the professor's instructions. First he took a set of paint, then moved onto the costume section. Now, he didn't have anything against clowns, in fact, he loved them, but it has never been one of his aspirations to become a clown. He did feel a little better knowing that everyone was going through the same humiliation, so it's not like he would be the only one looking silly. He found a more discreet costume he wasn't too ashamed of wearing. It was renaissance styled, green and gold, with a few orange details. He took off his robes, then put the costume over his uniform. He wasn't expected to change in front of everyone, right? He looked around. No, no, others had done the same. When he walked back to his seat he applied some of the white paint stuff to his face, but it didn't really change his complexion too much, so he applied some more, then applies some of that red stuff on his nose and cheeks.

He was done just in time and the Professor demonstrated the next set of instructions. He listened and scribbled the spells and the correct pronunciation down before commencing. Eino then retrieved as a mirror so he could look at himself while he practice. Oh, great. Further humiliation. Now we have to look at our silly selves while we make ourselves look even sillier. This probably would have been fun if he was a first year, and not a self-conscious teenager.

He picked up the mirror and looked at himself. Oh, Merlin is that a pimple? Now, couldn't we learn how to make them go away? Frown.