With another flick of her wand, the rope retracted back inside.

Leah hoped she could do it this time. She was so close to successing in her last attempt.

She took steady breaths and aimed her wand straight at the dummy. She had to use her IMAGINATION. Imagine that the dummy is.. a book she cannot reach. It is on top of a shelf, and she desperately needs it, because otherwise she would die. "Carpe Retractum!" Leah yelled, doing the whip-like wand movement.

A purple rope sprang out of her wand and reached the dummy. Before it could wrap itself around the dummy's chest, it fell to the ground at its feet. Yay, improvement!