...but now was not the time to focus on what to do with that piece of paper.

So, back to the table.

The picture was now set on top of the piece of paper he'd used to practice on. And he wasted a great amount of time not really setting it straight on that paper. Granted, it wouldn't make much of a difference...but Hadley, like Magnus, deserved the best. Either that, or he was just a freak when it came to this particular spell.

The latter was most likely.

Focusing time again...which only meant that he managed to keep out whoever and whatever was happening in the practice room. If anyone needed help, then by all means yell for help. But on the corridor, that's what it was for.

Mmhmm. Focusing. He looked at the paper, and the picture, intently, as he thought of the picture frame again. It was easier to think of it this time, considering he'd already gotten a result he liked.

Non-verbally, of course. Statua Habitum. At the same time the square was drawn onto the paper again...