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Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin First Year x5 x3
| Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict During the whole salt discussion, Stasya had stayed quiet. Not because she wasn’t aware of those things, but more because she didn’t see why they were believed. Plus, she knew salt could hurt some creatures, and that was plenty distracting enough. Even without it being mentioned, and she hadn’t been about to mention it either. She wasn’t going to sprinkle salt on the floor in the dorms either, not when it sounded like all it would cause is salty shoes. She was much more attentive when the lesson moved on, proving that they were going to be doing their own pyromancy stuff.
She knew Incendio. Thanks to Kyle way back in the first Potions lesson, and she’d been working on it ever since, along with all her other studying for things like dueling club. Either way, she knew the spell, and she was confident she could manage it. She still went over to watch at Mr. Baldvinsson demonstrated exactly how they were supposed to make their baby bonfires, though. That wasn’t the same as Potions, so she wanted to make sure she knew that.
Jessa had already gone over to make her fire, which meant that she wasn’t worried anymore too. It meant she could pick her little fire pit and get started, and she’d gone over to the fire pit nearest to Emmeline’s just so they could help each other if they needed. She felt way more confident since she already knew the spell, after all. Taking a couple handfuls of tiny little wooden sticks, she piled them up in the center of her pit before she began trying to arrange the larger sticks around the outside. It kind of felt like she was making a weird little house, like the groundskeeper had said. He’d compared it to a tepee anyway, and that was sort of a house.
Just finishing up her little wooden structure, she jumped at the volume of Emmeline’s spell. Thankfully, she’d jumped away from the flames that had shot up from her friend’s bonfire, and she’d sent her a grin before turning to her own. “Incendio!,” she cast, moving her wand in the little upside down v-shape motion that had been demonstrated, giggling a little as a little spark hit the twigs inside her structure and began smoldering. Only to light the rest on fire too and eventually she had a little baby bonfire blazing. Not as big as Emmeline’s, but she figured it was big enough.
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