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Miss Noelle and Professor Hirsch had both seemed to think that blowing up the pebble fun-sized rock was a good thing, but Emmeline wasn't so sure. It took forever to get her breathing under control again, and she felt all light headed and weak. Like when she'd practiced one of the second year dueling spells for ages by accident, except that time the spell never worked. But it was the same exhausted feeling she had now. Plus, she wasn't really sure blowing something up when she'd only meant to crack it and stuff was a good thing. It kinda reminded her of the magic she'd done as a little kid by accident when she was super scared, 'cause she'd blown a vase up like that one time. At least the itty bitty rock pieces wouldn't hurt anyone.
The first year looked up at Professor Hirsch uncertainly when he asked if she was okay. The truth was: no, definitely not. But she was in Gryffindor, so she wasn't gonna say that. Nope. Instead, she flashed him a bright, fake smile and replied in a determinedly calm tone of voice: "Uh huh. Sorry about that, Professor."
Except all this thinking about whether exploding fun sized rocks was good or not had totally distracted Emmeline to the point that everyone else, even Stasya, had already formed teams and were working out how to climb the rock. She stood up on slightly shaky legs and looked around for a team uncertainly.
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