Practicing for Class

12. Charms

“Aguamenti!” Rowena turned the corner, only to be splashed with a stream of cold water which soaked her favourite black hat.

“What are you doing?!” she screamed, trying to fruitlessly shake off the liquid which made her robes cling to her tightly.

“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry, Professor, I was just practicing for Charms class, I wasn’t expecting anyone to be passing by…” the second year Ravenclaw girl replied, flustered.

“Practicing in the corridor? What were you thinking? That will be five points from my own house. Don’t let me catch you at it again.” Rowena stomped off angrily.