Okay. Rocks. Destruction. YAS! This was right up Dora's alley... seeing as this was her strength magically. Yep. She had, not only a wand that was particularly wonderful for this form, but she had an affinity for it herself. Double whammy!

The blonde nodded a few times as Professor Enemy spoke. Not for his benefit, but for her own. She did nothing to please Hirsch. Hmph. Moving then toward the piles of rocks she chose one that was the size of an average fifth year. Lol. Okay. So yeah she took several steps back and chewed her lip. To attempt nonverbal first or wait? She had heard Hirsch say verbal first, but YOLO.

Raising her wand in her left hand, the Gryffindor attempted to cast the spell nonverbally first.

What happened?!

Nothing.

But she FELT something.

She'd have to try it again. Dora was definitely determined to break stuff. Always. It was her THING. Not to mention, given recent events, she had a lot of rage fueling her actions... something that she had learned to use to her advantage.

Labefactum she thought super hard at the rock, pointing her wand dead center.

...a small fracture appeared.

HOLY MERLIN'S MOTHER!

Just a tiny fissure, nothing crazy. But she had DONE it. A little.