 Post #1; anyone need a wrinkly person to practice the spell on? urine trouble | Pat's Strong Confident Other Half | Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse
... So... Alec was sort of behind. Why? Because he was thinking.
With his head tilted, the boy had been staring at the board for quite some time. Was there really no way to fix this? Like... like with the ice cream? Couldn't they whip up a potion that took this away forever? He did want to go home looking less wrinkly and feeling like every other eighteen-and-a-half year old should do.
... Right. He had a spell to work on.
Shaking his head, he reached over to grab his... ... erm...? Quill? Where have you disappeared off to? He couldn't make a start on the charm without making a note of the spell first. It was just... standard procedure, right? Right. Yeah. Of course. He patted his pockets, even took out his wand and placed that down on his desk but... nothing. A couple of seconds later, he mustered up enough energy to reach into his bag and--
Quill!
Good. Don't hide again, yeah? After some squinting and making a quick note of the spell on the board, he placed his quill down to one side -- don't hide! -- before picking up his wand. Frontis Alle... what? Allevatus? "Fron... tiss... Fron... tiss... Fron... tiss... Frontis... Frontis..." That was right, right? "Al... eh... vay... tuss... Al... eh... vay... tuss... Allevatus... Allevatus..." Was that right?
All together. "Frontis Allevatus... Frontis Allevatus... Frontis Allevatus..." And a swish of the wand. Easy wand movement was easy.
What was not so easy was finding a partner. Did anyone need one? Should he get one? Erm...?
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