Easy does it. Tag had completed the first task. He squinted his eyes at the board to see what he had to do next. Apparate into one of the hoops. This shouldn't be difficult to do, seeing as this was the only thing Tag had put all his energy into during the lesson.

He took a step to the side and positioned himself straight looking at the hoop a couple of feet in front of him. All right, he got this.

The three D's popped into Tag's head. Punny. First thing he did was think about each one individually and then stared at the spot the hoop was positioned in. What happened next was he did the whole 'imagine his body transporting and landing' in the space of the hoop. Envisioned his own body standing there. Once he thought he had a good feeling for that he shut his eyes and tried to see the spot of the hoop inside his mind. This is something he always did. Just 'see' himself there. If he didn't do that then he'd probably land on the floor or something.

Taking a deep breath the boy shut his eyes even more tight, made tight fists with his hands and put all his concentration and effort into landing at his destination.

There came that odd sensation. Like being pulled out through a tight tube or something or the sort, his breath running short, but as soon as he felt it it was gone. His feet touch floor, landing flat this time.

1. 2. 3.... He opened his eyes and looked around him. There he stood inside the hoop. Not facing the front of the hall, but the back. Still though, in it. Would that, how he was standing, be marked down or something? He hoped not.