Slash. Draconifor. Rock.

Clear? Yeah, that was clear.

So, it was time to imagine, to look forward to a cute little Peruvian Vipertooth climbing onto the palm of her hand, which made her really excited. The thought went on as she went to pick up the rock and go back to her seat. Questions that were then popping into her head were already being asked by her classmates, so she just waited until the professors answered them, as she practiced this time the slashing movement with her wand just to make it clear.

"Draconifor....Dra-co-ni-for...Draconifor...Draconifor..." She repeated again and again, then with a firm slash, from left to right, she finally performed the spell, "Draconifor!" though...

Nothing happened.

Was she thinking about the Peruvian Beauty Vipertooth? Kind of not.