Marybeth smiled, thinking that this lesson would be easier than the gecko-into-a-goblet one. She brought her wand down in a slashing motion and said the incantation, "Variegatus!"

Nothing happened to the stone, but Marybeth wasn't about to give up. Raising her wand once again, she repeated her actions, and the stone began to melt a little. Quickly poking it with her wand, she was rather annoyed.

"Variegatus...Variegatus..." she muttered under her breath. Taking a deep breath and concentrating hard, she brought her wand down as though she were to slash through something, "Veriegatus!"

To her amazement and delight, the ston molded itself into a crude pitcher. Her hair turned a bright red and then went back to her normal dirty blonde as she fought to keep her Metamorphagus powers under control.