★ wannabe historian ★ Baekry 9. Defense Against the Dark Arts Jun waved his wand around. He was studying for his upcoming OWL exam in Defense Against the Dark Arts. He was pretty good at the subject, but he still needed to study plenty. But the common room was loud as usual. “Avis!” He called out the spell towards the ceiling of the common room. A flock of birds appeared as housemates began screaming and heading out. Jun quietly snickered in an arm chair; covering his face with his textbook. When he heard the last of the students leave, he set his book down. “Finite Incantatem!” Back to studying he went.
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