 The Last of Her Kind
No wands? Adrienne wrinkled her nose as she hastily stuffed her wand into its holster (which she'd finally ended up buying from Ollivanders after years of keeping the thing in her back pocket). Not that she didn't like theory- she loved theory, and in all honesty she was better at it than actual magic. It was just that it required thinking, and this early in the morning, thinking was not her forté. Stifling a yawn in the sleeve of her robe, she used the other hand to rummage around in her bag until she found her Transfiguration book and dropped it on her desk.
Oh, and they were starting with the basics. Hopefully this was going to lead into a more interesting discussion instead of just a bunch of running off simple answers, because that would literally bore Adrienne to eventual sleep.
She shoved a fist into the air before reciting in a monotone voice the definition she'd memorised years ago. "Transfiguration is the magical art of physically converting one thing into another." Easy enough. Next?
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