Her hand was getting tired from all the notes she was taking, this was a lot to cover and she wanted to make sure she had it all right, so the first year didn't talk much up to that point and just kept writing. She listened to everyone else though and she made sure to get their every word. She wanted to get it right and wanted to do well, she could do this.

When it was time to practice she noticed an older boy was leaving to the loo and she wondered if she shouldn't have stopped before class, but she'd hold it so she wouldn't get in any trouble. Her green eyes back on the parchment she started saying the word in her head, Duro, Duro, Duro.

Was that right?

She figured it must be, because it sounded it in her head, "Duro, Duuuurrroo, Duro" Over and over again she said the word to make sure it sounded correct. Could they really turn things hard, like super hard? Could you turn humans hard? Would that kill them? Did anyone try it?

Too many questions started in the young girl's mind and soon the practicing of words was being forgotten.