"Stiricidium Nubila."" The incantation rolled off her tongue without a hitch. Beverly knew that wasn't going to be enough. According to the professor it took concentration and practice; something she wasn't all that enthused about because she liked getting things on the first try--but if it was so she could get better, then be it. She'd practice until she got the spell down.

As for what she was going to do next was give the wand movement a go. That one she wasn't too worried about, or at all. It was a clock-wise swirled. Beverly did just that. Swiiiirl. Easy, yeah?

Her eyes flitted over to the cloud. It was time. Time to practice and transform this piece of fluff. "Stiricidium Nubila!""