Stage names? As if muggle magic couldn't get any more embarrassing! Why did they need to add a silly title to assert themselves as a magician? The whole thing seemed incredibly odd to Avalon. She had no idea that some wizards pretended to be muggle magicians, though. What a strange endeavor. Why any witch or wizard would willingly want to pretend to be one of them, Avalon didn't know.

She listened and jotted down a few notes as Professor Barlow relayed the instructions for the activity, paying careful attention to the spelling of the incantations. With transfiguration being one of the trickiest forms of magic, she knew that the pronunciation of the spell was key.

Thank goodness they could use their wands again for this part of the activity. Avalon felt ten times better and more confident with her wand in her hand. Lessons where wand use was prohibited weren't exactly her favorites. She cleared her throat and recited the first spell. "Pileus Turritus!" Nothing. Remembering that Transfiguration dependent just as much on the mental image of the desired object as it did on the spell pronunciation, she tried to imagine a top hat before speaking the incantation again. "Pileus Turritus," she said firmly. To her surprise, the hat appeared. Now for the rabbit.

Avalon looked down at her parchment to study the spell before her first attempt. She swished her wand gently toward the top hat as she firmly recited the spell. "Lapifors!" The top hat dissolved into a rabbit. But Avalon barely had time to appreciate her success before it morphed back into the hat. She glanced over to her left, where Analiese seemed to be having the same trouble - although Analiese's rabbit had lasted for a bit longer.

Perhaps she just needed a bit more focus. She closed her eyes, picturing the rabbit in her mind before trying again.