 curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - *chicken emoji* - probably @ Disney - I speak dog
Nettie paid close attention to everything Darlington was saying - the woman commanded the room, that was for certain. THREE different spells today? Interesting. That was a lot, but it was a welcome distraction from everything else going on in her life. She would take it.
She decided to work on the wheat one first - for no other reason than she had just slammed her finger on the parchment and that was what had come up first. First, she did the anti-clockwise motion followed by a point. She did it a few times before she practiced the incantation.
"Prima Forma Siligo...Prima Forma Siligo..." she muttered a few times. Alright, time to try it!
She pointed to the roll and cleared her throat. "Prima Forma Siligo!" she exclaimed, doing the anti-clockwise circle and then pointing her wand at the roll.
It morphed down in to a mushy looking...thing, some bits of wheat forming in the mush...and then it stopped. She had a half formed pile of dough, essentially. With specks of wheat. Gross.
__________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did
Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid |