Gaston continued to keep a watchful eye on the students as time for the mini activity wound down. He returned
Maddie's nod with a smile... one that she probably wouldn't see since she appeared to be deep in concentration. Upon seeing her successfully cast the Undetectable Extension Charm and pack her bag using magic, he beamed.
"I understand, Miss Kemp," he said.
"Your concentration certainly paid off. Well done!"
Elsewhere, he saw
Stasya and
Skylar perform the spell. The two girls each received an approving smile, though there was a hint of concern in his eyes as he looked at the Slytherin. She seemed a bit... distracted, though he supposed it was probably stress over the impending NEWTs exams.
"Excellent work, Miss Dalgaard-Volkova and Miss Diggory!"
Gaston was pleased to see that his advice on timing the wand movement had helped
Chloe, and he gave her an encouraging beam as she perfected the spell. He was proud of her for getting the spell right, but even more so for not giving up.
"Great job, Miss Kettleburn! I knew you could do it," he said.
Soon after that, it was time to leave. They needed to get to the campground in time to pitch the tents before dark! Adjusting the straps of his bag, Gaston joined Kay at the old shoe. He inwardly chuckled. Really, Kay? A shoe? They couldn't have the cd? He was just kidding, of course!
He felt his stomach drop as the shoe transported him to the woods near the campground, and soon he landed safely on his feet near the other professor. The nauseous feeling only lasted a few seconds. He was fairly used to portkey travel, given his lack of skills on a broom and his aversion to floo powder. Bright blue eyes scanned the area to make sure all of the students arrived uninjured.
"I have anti nausea potion in my bag, if anyone should need it," he informed the students.
With that, he yielded the floor to Kay as the group walked on, bringing up the rear so he could keep an eye out for stragglers. He listened to the students' answers, offering an approving smile here and there. He had nothing to add at this point; their knowledge of tent pitching surpassed his own. Camping was a relatively new experience for him, having spent so much of his life in isolation, and on the rare occasion he had been, he pitched the tent with magic.
OOC: Don't mind me, just checking in. You still have tome to answer the question.