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FireboltSword Befelda felt so bored and sleepy. She couldn't take it any longer so she decided to go to the Courtyard and watch the fountain at the middle of it. Besides, she loves staring on that fountain.
As she headed straight to the Courtyard, she almost forgot that she still need to get her DADA homework done, practice the Torparticus spell. She had practiced the Petrificus Digitirus spell long enough with herself and with the help of some of her friends. Besides, she hasn't practiced Torparticus that well yet, and she's having a hard time casting it.
When she got to the Courtyard, she walked straight to the fountain and sat on one of the edges of it. She started by pulling out her wand and pointed it to her hand. The movement is in jabbing motion, ok., she said to herself. With her wand at the ready, she made a jabbing motion and clearly said "Torparticus!". She suddenly felt a prickling sensation on her hand, as if it has been stuck and laid for hours. This was her first time to practice Torparticus spell on herself and the feeling was not soo good.
"Ahh...great! I hate this prickling feeling. So, this is what the spell does. Well, I could have liked the Petrificus Digitirus spell to be casted on me rather than this one. At least I wouldn't feel any prickling sensation.", she said to herself, still staring at her cursed hand. She can no longer take it. She immediately cast the counter spell for it. "Finite!". And her fingers suddenly loosen up and the prickling sensation was gone. "Aargghh! Why am I doing this on my own? I'll be needing a partner the next time I practice this spell." she said to herself.
Sleepiness and boredom gone.
Presley's best studying was done while she was dancing. It was easy to remember the uses of dragon blood if she could remember she was doing an adagio while she recited them. The problem was all of her friends were busy, and in general nobody wanted to quiz Pres while she danced. They found it a little awkward.
So she was going to try to do it herself. She was going to read a question, dance a step repeat. Hopefully it worked out. In her dance gear, toting a billion books she stepped into the courtyard and instantly her eyes fell upon a seemingly bored firstie. This could work out. Maybe. Presley walked up to her with a fun smile.
"Hey! What'cha up to?" she asked casually.