 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
He had three more shirts to dry off and then he could fold them and that wouldn't take long at all! That was the beauty of magic. He was actually mid incantation when his attention was drawn to Professor Primeaux and his face fell. "What? What do you mean? No, no. My time isn't up! It said half an hour. I have a few minutes left!" Everything in his body was failing right then. His brain first, clearly. His heart next. And his song. He wasn't going to sing when cleaning ever again...
Roo took a couple of steps from the table and towards the Charms teacher, before stopping and frowning. "It's not a challenge if it doesn't change me, Sir. And not finishing it isn't changing anything for me, so can you call it a challenge really?" His head took it's natural tilt and he held his wand beside his leg, tapping the wood nervously between his fingers. "Let me finish. Give me five minutes. Three minutes, even!" He could probably do it in two, but he wanted to make sure he could fix anything that went wrong.
Magic was temperamental sometimes. Like this Ravenclaw when things didn't go his way.
"Let me finish, Professor. No one can clean a room, wash, dry and fold clothes in half an hour." And that was what he needed to do. The clothes were not clean. No one would want to wear them. They needed to be clean.
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