As she finished singing, Gwendolyn kneeled and looked carefully at the plant. What if it has actually heard me?, she asked herself. What if I’ve sang sooo terribly that it’s going to suffer MUTATIONS!?!, the girl dramatized, but then shook her head, determined to just let go. It is only a plant. I didn’t do anything wrong.


Standing up, Gwen tried remembering what she had to do next. Ah, yes- the blood and bone mixture! She then walked quickly towards the stored cupboard and hoped she would find what she needed in there. Let’s see…, Gwen told herself while opening the cupboard door, making it squeak a little. ‘Here it is…’, the girl mused.

Returning to her fire seed bush, the Ravenclaw remembered what Professor Bentley told them. Try not to get burnt… *gulp* I’m so going to screw this up, she thought and glimpsed at the base of her plant. I can do it… I can do it…, the third year told herself and started sprinkling the mixture.

DONE! ‘Phew’, Gwendolyn finally exhaled. This was worse than trying to get the Daily Prophet from her mother’s owl without getting bitten. And now- the last step! THE LAST! LAAAAAST!!!