Once again she could see the matter forming from nothing. Conjuring was an odd branch of transfiguration when you really thought about it. You could get something from literally nothing so long as you had the idea firmly planted in your mind and the right amount of concentration. It came with the same curiosity as the vanishing spells and the question of where the items went only this time it was where they came from. The plain answer was magic. Dare she'd question it any further? Not while casting. That might only complicate things when she finally got the hang of it all.

These three she'd managed to conjure would go next to the rest of the creeping zinnias she'd made. It did occur to her that after that batch she'd need to think of something else. A whole row of them was enough. Lex could have a few more of them, just further down the garden maybe.

She got on her knees again to add these to the snow. The last ended up just outside the circle but it was fine, not like the circle was completely a legit thing in the first place.