Noooooooo not the arcade games! Ugh. She grimaced and looked around at everyone else. Nobody looked happy to do this, save for Rosier.

The duality of man.

But goodbye to any semblance of fun left in this place. Goodbye Donkey Kong, the only muggle game she knew how to play, sure, but fun nevertheless. Like seriously, what was this? The medieval times? The fake muggles were disturbing, yes, but they were fake. This was just unfortunate.

There was no way Donkey Kong was muggle propaganda. No way.

She turned her attention to the other arcade games. "Bombarda!" She shouted, imitating the triangular motion. The sparks her wand emanated didn't do much damage. "Bombarda!" She tried it again, aiming purposefully at the machine. The man at Ollivander's had told her this wand was good for defensive spells, so maybe she just needed to practice. This was as good a chance as any, where else was she supposed to blow things up? She threw a spell at an adjacent beanbag.

She raised her eyebrows as she heard a loud boom, followed by someone landing near her. Oh, that boy from the common room who'd peed himself, right. (Atlas) The tiny girl stuck out her hand in offering to help him up, not that she was any bigger than he was, but it was the principle of the matter.

She turned her attention back to the Donkey Kong, she could do this...