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Afraod of being late to class, Willow quickly made her way to the Transfigration classroom. Oh. Good thing it hadn't started. And why was that Healer Intern there with Professor Pierce? Weird.
"Hello, Professor Pierce. Doing well, I hope?" Greeted Willow, before sliding on a seat in the front of the classroom. "Hello, Miss Trelawney. How are you?" said the girl politely towards the intern. Yeah, what if she could take points for not acknowledging her presence? Better not take risks.
She nodded to the girl, acknowledge her.
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Raider "I'll let Miss Trelawney decide when you've had enough practice. Miss Trelawney, its your classroom." Alex said as she made an exagerated bow to Cassandra and took a seat behind her desk to observe her class.
She grinned, "Thank you, professor." She said as she stood and began moving about the room.
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NicoT "Inurio Bani." Nico said, swooping his wand. Sure enough after a few attempts a length of bandaging began to come out of his wand, though fairly slowly. He watched as it coiled on the ground and raised his hand.
"Professor, can you direct the bandages so it goes immediately onto the injury?" Nico wouldn't want bandages that had been on the ground on him at all. He was big on question asking; anything to add to his notes.
"Yes, you can, but I'm even just learning it... it's a pricky process. She said flipping her hair.
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Nymphadoraliz Oh, no! Liz sinks back into her seat.
Whispering to Melinda "Can you help me, I just can't get this spell." Liz asks very quietly. "I can't ask her!"
"No chatting! More practicing." She said as she walked around the desks.
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NicoT Nico shrugged as Professor Pierce handed her class over to Trelawney and turned toward the Intern, waiting for a response to his question about directing the bandages.
While he was waiting he figured he'd practice the next spell.
"Antiarius Ontin." He traced the circle shape over his hand then made a face of disgust as he managed to conjure the antiseptic without anything to hold it; the cold ointment appearing directly on his hand.
At least it was clean.
Nicholai evanescoed the ointment, as well as the bandages still on the floor at his feet and tried again, this time managing to conjure the antiseptic in a small jar.
She nodded to the boy and said "Well Done Mr. Toussaint." she said.