"Are you going to fall asleep?" Her eyes weren't on Beezus, but out of her peripheral she could see the prefect yawning. But all her focus was on her gargoyle and the small dents in the table that he was making. "Stop tap dancing." It did as command and watched her, ready for it's next command.

The fourth year thought for a moment about what she wanted to teach it next, tapping her wand lightly against the table top. "Go give Beezus's gargoyle." Her hazel-green eyes followed the stone object as it went over and did as commanded.