Mackenzie entered the firing room to finish the homework. She was very proud of how quickly she had picked up the spell. First things first she thought, I have to put the protective spell on myself. She stood there for a moment, trying to remember the spell. "Oh right!" she said outloud to herself, finally remembering it.

Mackenzie pulled her wand out of her pocket. "Impiriano!" she pointed the wand at her chest. For a moment there was a blue haze surrounding her, but then it dissappeared. "Impiriano!" she said this time with more force. This time the shield stayed and she was hoping that it would last.

Now for my first shot, Mackenzie thought to herself. "Shrowan!" she said with as much force as she had the first time she hit the bullseye in class. She watched excitedly as an arrow quickly shot out of her wand and landed in the dead center of the bullseye. I really have a knack for Transfiguration. she thought to herself.

Now for the second shot. I think I'll try nonverbal, even though that's really advanced for a first year. Mackenzie thought real hard and practically shouted in her head Shrowan!, but nothing came out of her wand. She tried once more and was shocked when something came out of the end of her wand. It was only a stick, but it was still amazing.

For my third try, I'll just stick to verbal. Mackenzie took a deep breath and shouted "Shrowan!" while jabbing her wand toward the center of the target. Like the first time, the wand soared out of the end of her wand and into the dead center of the bullseye. Mackenzie was so proud of herself, that she skipped out of the room smiling.