Pleased with her previous work Beverly decided she'd give non-verbal casting a shot. She's read plenty of books on it. From theories to tricks. All she needed was to execute it.

Concentration was needed.

Suddenly she thought about the vial of potion inside her trunk back in her dorm. Sparks of ideas lit in this Wayne's mind. A world of possibilities. Yes. She'd save that train of thought for later, even if she was already excited. For now she'd do her best to concentrate on her own. Blocking out the people around her and concentrating on what she wanted to see and make happen, Beverly did the whip-like motion with her wand.

Carpe Retractum.

Focus. Focus. Focus...

...Nothing.

Beverly could have sworn she saw a wisp of purple at the tip of her wand, and if it was, it didn't count as victory. No victory at all. More practice!