 Wowza!
His words went unanswered and so did his knock. He took the time to spray himself with more water with the usage of aguamenti and wondered if lack of concentration was what had led his disillusionment charm to disappear. Surely, it can't have been finite. After all, Professor Marchand had taught them last year disillusionment charms could only be lifted with revelio.
There was also the possibility that in his haste to get rid off the fwoopers' song he'd cast a strong version of finite than he ever had before, though that struck him as unlikely. Levi knew he was good at charms; he just didn't think he was that good.
But whatever thoughts he may or may not have had about the proficiency of his charm work were shoved aside. There were some carvings upon the door he had not noticed at the beginning, and Levi frowned as he moved closer, trying to determine what they were, exactly. A clue to open the door? Runes?
He moved closer, carefully, glove-less hand open wide.
Levi was watching them closely, ready to trace the carvings with his fingers, when a sound akin to something captured his attention. He froze on the spot, chin moving sideways only a fraction. Then he whirled, wand pointing at the bushes nearby and muttered Protego, followed shortly by Fianto Duri.
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