Three minutes? Was it even possible to get to the storage closet, gather up all the supplies needed and get back to the bulletin board in three minutes? She wasn't really sure. Maybe if he ran and knew exactly what was needed and where it was kept in the closet. Ainsworth was setting Nathan up to fail. She could feel it.

Rylee glanced up at the professor when he also said it would be bad for her if Nathan wasn't back in three minutes. What the flying Hippogriffs?! How was that even fair. Taking a deep breath to keep her own mouth shut to express this thought she kept her eyes glued in the direction her friend went.

To pass the time quickly she sang one of her favorite songs in her head. Twice. TWICE! That was waaaaay more than three minutes. Dear Merlin this wasn't going to be good.

Finnnnnaaaaally Nathan returned! There was a itty bitty hint of a glimmer of laughter in her eyes when she spotted the bucket of supplies floating along behind him. Of course he wouldn't have carried the bucket back. "Set it down by the wall and let's get started..." she told him waiting for him to do so. All she wanted right now was to get this over with.