Now that his window and the wooden frame it was set in had been well-cleaned and polished, Mo studied that warped window frame again. It was really beyond his skills to fix that wood itself now that it was damaged, but he sort of figured he could prevent it from getting any worse. Mo climbed up on the deep sill and struggled with the window until it was loose enough to open.

Sadly, opening the window released a flood of stagnant water all over the sill, floor, and Mo's shoes, and he made a disgruntled sound at the state of his once-shiny shoes. Well. Rude of you, window. "Tergeo," Mo siphoned up the gross water and examined the impacted areas.

Yup, it needed another scrubbing and the window needed polishing again. SIGH. Thankless task. "Scourgify," he cleaned up the scummy surface with a point of his wand.