¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls
Evan Cartwright definately didn't just zoom out, did he? Nope, he knew he was at a class. He knew they were conjuring sparkling butterflies. So why wasn't he doing it, and instead had laid his head on the wall?!
Immediately shaking his head to clear his sleepiness, he pulled his wand from the holster Lyra had given him which had a Slytherin snake on it. Wait... what was the incantation? Po... no, it was something like a paper name. Pa...pi...leus? No, that was the paper's name. Papili... Latin words ended with "o", didn't they? Papilio! Listening to a few people that casted the spell aloud, he nodded to himself. Now, to actually conjure something. He thought of a blue sparkling butterfly. To get it even more effective, he even closed his eyes, and then said the incantation out loud. He waited for some feeling -conjuring must not be that easy after all- and slowly opened one eye. There was no butterfly to be seen. Frowning, he opened the other, only to see he had failed.
Smooth. Really smooth.
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