Isabelle sneaked into the enemy territory looking around for the blue flag. She caught a glimpse of it underneath a rock in the center of the courtyard. Thinking through her seventh year brain she tried to think of a spell to help confuse or do something to the standing guards. Under her breath she muttered, "Creo Musica," while imagining a soft sleepy sounding lullaby. Slowly that music began to fill the air. Hopefully it would distract the guards while she darted through the courtyard hiding behind bushes and stuff before reaching the flag and grabbing it heading for the neutral territory.