 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Obviously everyone had different opinions. Ary would hold onto his because he couldn’t be extra nervous about Conjuration spells. They always made him feel that way. Perhaps this was why relief washed over him when Carton announced that they would start off with the Transformation spell.
“HERB-i-fors. HERB-i-fors. Herbifors. Herbifors.” Ary loved it when incantations were so simple; this boosted his confidence. Not bothering to practice something as simple as pointing a wand, the third year got right down into the meat of the activity. "Herbifors." Cue a point at the button, the picture of gold marigolds in his head. Sadly, the object remained in its current state. "Herbifors." Point.
During the course of his failures, a break was taken. This helped Ary to regroup and shake off his growing frustrations. Then he was back in action. "Herbifors." Point at the button on his desk, mental picture of the marigold strong and... a flash of purple light later, Ary had half a dozen gold marigolds on his desk. |