Wow... people at this school have good aim. And to think, professional darts and archery people couldn't always do this well.

"Erm... Shrowan!" Jake uttered, watching as the tip of an arrow fell out of the end of his wand.

"Well... it's progress..." he muttered, picking up the arrowhead and placing it on a desk for safekeeping. "Shrowan!"

Ahh... and here was the rest of the arrow, clattering down.

Jake wasn't quite sure where he was going wrong, so he looked around at the people having success. Then he remembered the jabbing motion, kind of like a sword thrruuuust.

One last time.

"Shrowan!" he tried, whilst jabbing the wand forwards. This time, a full arrow actually came out... and dropped a foot away from him.

"Progress!!!!!" he smiled. That wasn't bad for him.