Now what did he have to do? Tag looked at the book and simply saw that his next task was easy. He'd just have to make his way back to one of the hoops. Just from here. The boy was beginning to dislike the far distances. Which made him wonder how people could do apparition into different countries and such? Wow. Effort.

So all his attention went to picking an empty, untaken hoop. Or at least one his classmates didn't seem to be carrying much about. Well, as usual he did what he always did, eyes shut, focus and the Three D's. This was his last chance right here. This was his last task, before having to go to the Instructor. His performance thus far had been, in his opinion, an average one, an 'acceptable' if one were to say. But would that be enough to pass the test? He had to stick this landing. Had to.

That had been it. It had been his 'landings' that were hindering him. He'd been doing everything else all right but the landings were throwing him off. Before doing anything else he just imagined his feet getting stuck to the ground, and stay there, feet equal distance. None of that awkward standing up stances.

There went Tag's body. Going through that odd whirlwind feeling, his eyes shut so he wouldn't have to see anything. The next time the leprechaun opened his eyes he saw he landed flat on his feet, inside the hoop.

Perfect.