Zhenya looked at Janelle. Yes... yes, perhaps it did only move because Zhenya's head had bumped the table. Yes... yes, that was the story and Zhenya was sticking to it. She gulped.

And nodded. A mistake. Yes, yes that was it. It was a mistake, and it only moved because of Zhenya's head. Janelle surely knew how to explain the situations. A Ravenclaw she was. Indeed...

"Your turn," Zhenya said, trying to relax her face and calm her voice. Hopefully Professor Cassie didn't see that... she didn't, did she? Oh Merlin, she probably did see. She'd take Zhenya to Headmistress Truebridge's office and dob her in, saying that Zhenya had stolen Bob. And then she'd be expelled. Expelled only weeks away from exams. NO. She wouldn't be. Couldn't be. Professor Cassie would see that it was a mistake, wouldn't she?

"Damnare Ostendere," Zhenya said, tapping the sieve with her wand, "Janelle Guidry." It was time to wait, again. Would it move? Was it a faulty sieve? Would it stay perfectly still? What would it do?