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...Was Professor Flamsteed joking?
Esme wasn't one to be pessimistic, but the chances of most if not all of the students not only mastering the spell, but using it to send apples to darts so that they could pop balloons was... pretty slim to nil. Still she was willing to try and the fact that some of her classmates WERE managing to reach some form of success or another was rather heartening. Maybe she could manage something after all; her goal would be to hit at least one balloon.
A clockwise circle was traced around the apple. "Derivo Gravitatem." Another circle. "Derivo Gravitatem." A third circle. "Derivo Gravitatem."
Mentally crossing her fingers, Esme tossed the apple into the air. Please work. Please work. PLEASE work.
"Dang it." Looked like she needed to try again. |