Vickers blinked a few times. "Clowns jinx themselves???" he whispered startled. Jinxing each other he would understand, he could even see the comedy in that, but to inflict a jinx on yourself was something Vickers couldnt wrap his mind around. Maybe because he's had enough people doing that for him already.

He caught Mo's look and immediately clammed up. Well he didnt mean to talk. He was just shocked at why anyone would willingly inflict self-pain.





And now they were asked to stand.... to do what???? It was clear on this Ravenclaw's face that he was not seeing the point of these calisthenics, and perhaps due to his own lack of exercise he was starting to find it quite bothersome. How was he supposed to think and come up with good answers when they're asked to move this way and that? How can he concentrate????

"Uhm a Hex---" arms sticks out awkwardly to keep himself from falling flat on his back "a Hex is associated with Dark Magic, more potent than a Jinx but not quite as grievous as a Curse. It causes discomfort or inconvenience on the target, like the Sneezing Hex, also known as Steleus."