Aboli was making some progress with the cloaks. Pinning here and there...they actually didn't look TOO bad. It was almost so routine that her mind was able to freely drift, feel at ease. That was until Trent mentioned all the stuff they had all mentioned...SHOOT.

ABOLI HADN'T BEEN PAYING ATTENTION.

WHAT HAD EVERYONE SAID?!

Oh gosh.

OH GOSH.

The Slytherin turned pink as she realized her folly, a feeling of unease rising in her chest. Anxiety, was it? She hated it. She also HATED not knowing what was going on. Luckily, he had some stuff for them to do....and she really did NOT even know what this class was about. When...have I EVER tuned something out this much?! OKay..okay...fake it til you make it, right, Boli-boo? She took a few deep breaths. It didn't help that she hadn't taken notes due to the nature of this lesson. From now on, she WAS GOING TO BE ADAMANT ABOUT DOING SO.

He was barking instructions like a military sergeant. She hoped she remembered all of it O_O First, though, she looked at Avalon. "Wanna' make some of the field, then drag the dummies?" she asked before going to grab some of the .... corn. That was not cooked. So why was that bloke trying to eat it? She bundled some of the tall grass and corns together in her arms before moving to prop them up to make a "field". How fascinating. She took her time setting them up, too, until she was satisfied she had a small section of the field set up. Others were setting up the field, too, so she thought she'd go drag some of the ole' dummies over. They looked light, but if they were pretty solid they might be heavy.

She couldn't help thinking how much she had taken magic for granted before. This really stunk, didn't it?