 Post 5: GN-62 ❄Suaviter in modo, fortiter in re❄| ⚕=equivalent exchange=⚕ | pinned ya!
Last one.
Owen was down to his last arrow. He was fairly sure that his bow was going to be broken and burned because even if he would be able to hit the target this time he would still have less than 4 shots and apparently that was the cut off. If Professor Centaur was nice enough then probably there would be another ritual next year. So for now, he was going to make his time with Woody, the bow, count.
"Here it goes, Woody." The young Hufflepuff whispered to his bow as he readied it and the last arrow. Target sighted, preparing to fire, aiming... FIRE!
Aaaaaand yep. Missed. Owen shrugged lightly.
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