Nate was pacing the halls. I need a private place to practice transfiguration. he kept thinking over and over to himself. Then he heard a stretching noise and stopped pacing. He looked over and saw a door in the wall that wasn't there before. Nate, being the curious self he was, strode over confidently and opened the door. It was a mirror maze. Well, I can see myself from almost any angle in here, no matter where I look. Nate thought. Then it hit him: Mirrors. They had done appearance-changing spells in transfiguration. Pure Genius! he thought. Nate wandered through the maze until he reached a small clearing that housed a small podium that was surrounded entirely with mirrors. "Ok, here goes..." Nate said, stepping onto the podium. He thought of a skater cut, with long, smooth hair all around his head and face. "Felintas," he said, tapping his head once with his wand. Looking in every angle, Nate watched his hair grow out to his shoulders. Brilliant! he thought. Then, he decided, it ought to be green. Why not? He tapped his head once more and said, "Ristaris," focusing on a bright electric green. It worked! "Alright, time to go back to normal," he said to himself, as he tapped his head twice and said, "Intaris!", returning his hair to its usual color and state.