“Agreed! I wouldn’t always go with such a strong offence. Honestly, I’d rather be stealthy and sneak,” but either way, he was always prepared. Could you tell that he wanted to be an auror? That he’d spent countless evenings in the library trying to improve his knowledge, ready for his NEWTs? Hopefully, or he was wasting his time.
Hooper gave a small nod of understanding as the professor discussed what they’d be looking at today. He hadn’t practised this spell before but it was something he’d read about. This was mostly due to the fact that he didn’t fancy burning the castle down again.
Moving towards the centre of the classroom, his wand already in his hand, Hooper took a deep breath before whispering under his breath the incantation for the spell.
“Ig-NEE-see-o FOO-nem”
He did this a few times before moving onto the wand movement, bringing his wand down like the cracking of a whip. It was a simple enough movement to make and not at all like some of the other wand movements he’d been slaving over in the library.
Taking a moment to look around the class, the seventh year took stock of some of the younger students and smiled as some of them managed to grasp the spell pretty quickly. Not wanting to be shown up however, Hooper took a side-on stance with his wand in front of him. Swiftly with conviction, he brought it forward, bringing it down with a thunderous crack and he muttered the incantation.
“Ig-NEE-see-o FOO-nem”
Watching the line of rope shoot from the tip of his wand was satisfying. Fire was cool. |