Aurora tried hard in Transfiguration, she really did, but there was something about the subject that didn’t sit quite right in her brain and it left her with the tendency to become distracted by anything and everything. She had arrived at the classroom on time (just) and had found a seat without really acknowledging who was already there leaving her somewhere in amongst the crowd of students.

The first question had gone by unanswered by the blonde, instead opting to listen to the answers of her fellow students whilst absentmindedly doodling hearts and flowers on her parchment. It wasn’t until Professor Carton spoke up again that she realised she had written nothing of note and so hastily scribbled down something about conjuration being objects appearing out of thin air and transformation being to create something out of something else. At least that was what her understanding of the two was.

As for the second question, now that the fifth year had switched on her brain a little, she could contribute her own opinion to the lesson. “What if you find both branches equally difficult Professor?” A bit of a cop-out answer maybe but there was nothing she found easy about the subject. “I suppose if I had to pick one it would be conjuration because then I have to really use my concentration to develop something from literally nothing. But then again I guess there’s more that could go wrong with transformation. If I go wrong with conjuration and nothing comes about it then there’s no harm done but if I accidentally transform something to something else and I make a mistake then I could harm that thing. Like once I tried Piscifors on a pinecone but I didn’t do it right and it turned into a sort of pinecone fish hybrid with a tail but a spiky head and it tried to swim away but it couldn’t and I felt awful” Not that anyone had asked but it was still traumatic for a much younger Aurora to witness.

In other words, Transfiguration was hard.