 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Aria let her quill-wand continue the movement. Or rather, her hand continued the up-down movement idly. Had she dozed off with her eyes open, which happened to be string off into the distance? Almost. If it hadn’t been for her quill falling out of her grasp, Aria just might have. The sudden absence of the quill between her fingers made her jerk out of her trance. Quickly, the quill was scooped up again with her pretending that she just didn’t zone out.
“Right! Next spell!’’ Ms. McLeod said to herself, nodding her head as though she hadn’t just zoned out. The next spell was the Wound Healing Spell which sounded SO complicated. “VUL-ner-ah sah-NEN-tour. VUL-ner-ah sah-NEN-tour.” Trace the wand over the wound as the movement? That was easy. Aria casually moved the quill around in random patterns.
There. Practice was all done. |