After practicing several times, there was no longer an excuse to put of performing the spell. She placed the jar on the ground, just a few feet before her and readied her wand. Her eyes glanced up to see Derf, only a few feet beyond her jar, successfully making a bluebell flame. Although, it appeared to be a bit off in the shape. She wanted to make her prefect proud by being able to cast the spell on the first try. With all the extra spell and work she had been doing, she was sure she could do it.

Without realizing her wand was still pointing where her eyes had been looking, at not at the jar where she intended the flame to go, she commanded “Flammae Caeruleum” and a tiny blue sphere flew out and landed near? On? Derf’s foot. It was too close to tell from her perspective. “Oh no! Oh, Derf. I’m sorry.” In her panic, she tried, rather unsuccessfully, to put the flame out “Exit wing o. Exituengisho. Go out flame!”