Spells were flying everywhere and the gnomes were alll over the place, and Emmeline was sort of getting lost in the chaos. Like, so lost that she wasn't sure what was going on really. She whipped her head around as she heard Maddie call her name, though, and was just about to shout the spell back to the first year when the younger girl cast it herself! She shot the Hufflepuff a small smile and called over, "Nice one, Maddie!" Err...if it worked that is.

Her own spellwork wasn't going so well at the moment. The gnome had RIPPED her last set of vines out of the ground like they were nothing (which was fair, she supposed) and he dodged Miss Olivia's much better ones too. Emmeline gulped 'cause he was still coming right at her, but she moved a step or two to the right to further shield Maddie from this one's path. She already had that one on her leg to deal with, mhm. The Gryffindor tried realllllly hard to think about making nice, strong vines so she could try the spell again, but her thoughts kept getting interrupted by mental pictures of stupid fake annoying gnomes.

Still, she wasn't going to just give up or anything ridiculous like that. Giving up wasn't really in her vocabulary, you know? So the second year fixed a patch of grass with a hard stare, twirled her wand in a circle and yelled, "Irretio!" Annnnd she did make some vines grow out of the grass, but they didn't look any sturdier than her last ones had, really. By this point, she was SUPER frustrated with herself, 'cause she'd practiced this spell LOADS already today and it Still. Wasn't. Working! Emmeline moved her wand in the correct circular motion around a new patch of grass for the 6 billionth time, but red sparks shot out of her wand tip before she could even say the spell. Oooooops...

The sparks didn't look big enough or like the fire-y kind, yay! Buuut the gnome was allllmmoooost on her, so she needed to make this spell work like NOW. The Gryffindor closed her eyes for like half a second so she could properly picture vines growing out of the grass and wrapping around the gnome's legs. C'mon, c'mon..., she mentally chanted as she once again waved her wand in a circle over an empty patch of grass and cast: "Irretio!" Vines grew out of the grass more quickly this time, and they DID look a bit better than the last ones, but still not anywhere near as good as the older kids'. She bit her lip as the gnome got closer and closer, 'cause those definitely weren't gonna hold him. She'd be lucky if he tripped or something...