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Transfiguration Lesson 3 The transfiguration classroom, usually packed with desks and chairs, is completely void of furniture today. The only reminder of the room's identity is Professor Svensson, standing in front of a chalkboard at the front of the room. The chalkboard is blank, for it is the professor himself who gives today's simple instructions as you walk into the classroom. "Find a seat. Sit down." |
Torin headed inside the class a little confused as to why there was no furniture. He found a place to sit anyway."Hello, Professor," he said smiling. He was excited for class to begin and wondering where Fyo was. |
Purple circles outlined her eyes. Ever since that special assembly, Issy hadn't been sleeping well and had been plagued with awful nightmares. Still, she ambled about, shuffling into class noted the lack of chairs or desks or seats. A few times, she blinked, before walking into the middle of the room and dropping to the ground in a manner that looked much like falling. Once on the ground, she crossed her legs beneath her and, for a few moments, she managed to stay sitting up. "Good afternoon, Professor," she mumbled. "Interesting decorating choice. No cushions?" Again, she yawned before falling over backwards and curling up in a ball. Mmm cozy floor. Cushy floor. Oh how sleepy she was. Who knew the floor in the Transfig-- CLASS. CLASS. Quickly, Issy sat back up, eyes widened and bloodshot. Ugh. She'd have to see the nurse about a dream free sleep potion, or else she was never going to do well in class. Ugh ugh ugh. Sooo sleeeeepy. |
As Jack walked into the Transfiguration classroom, he glanced around at all the empty space. Whoaaaaaa this classroom was a LOT bigger than he had ever thought it was...it was amazing how furniture seemed to really fill a-- SPLAT. Jack tripped over...well, nothing, since there weren't any chairs or desks in the room. Must have just been his ginormous monster feet. He fell forward and landed on his palms, dropping his book in the process. EEP! That was embarrassing. Standing up quickly, he looked around to see if anyone had really noticed. Erm, hopefully not--he was one of the first few people in here, after all. So that meant, just the professor saw. Gulp. "I erm...I think I'll sit here," he announced to no one in particular, plopping back down on the ground where he had just gotten up from his nasty fall. "Oh, and good day professor," he added with a little wave. GAHHHHHHH was school OVER with yet? |
YIPEEE for Transfiguration! It was a fun fun class and he was still waiting when they would learn how they could turn a boulder into a banquet of food, oh chyeaaaah that would be awesome. He didn't particularly excel on the subject though, but it was FUN FUN FUUUN. So far they've learned the vanishing spell thingy and the animal spell thingy and what were they going to learn todaaay? Hopefully... SOMETHING TO DO WITH FOOOD. Walking in, the classroom, he looked at all the other students and then finally at the professor. "Wasssuuup Professaahh," he greeted and calmly skipped towards... NO DESKKK?! Ah well. Taking a seat he... eyed the professor CURIOUSLY and waited for the lesson to begin. |
Herminny looked at her schedule and saw that Transfiguration was next and headed toward the classroom and when she got there she was surprised to see the room was bare accept for the professor and figured this would probably be a practical lesson which she figured would certainly be fun. As she madeher way into the classroom she said, "Hi professor", quite enthusiastically and then took a seat on the floor because that was the only place to sit even though it seemed a bit different to her. |
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"You should walk slower," he added, in a much lower voice, turning to Torin and looking around for a place to sit. |
He was tired. Tired wasn't the word for it. exhausted beyond belief was more like it. no, not even that sounded right. William Cullack was beyond tired, exhausted, sleepy. ever since the 'special assembly' in which he had been inches away from, well yeah he hadn't gotten an ounce of sleep. Even though Becca had tried her hardest to calm him down, his dreams were filled with nightmares, plaguing him. But he had class and he had to act normal, right? Smiling tiredly at professor Svensson he walked into the room, stiffing a huge yawn that threatened to make his face dissapear. Oh yeah not good he thought. "Hello pofessor." he said in a cheery voice. No need for his voice to sound sleepy he thought as he stopped and finally noticed the lack of desk and chairs. Well there goes him catching 40 winks. |
Willow had slipped inside the classroom, right after the Gryffindor Captain, and just in time to see him making an entrance. Some people could be so graceful. After raising one of her dark and perfectly shaped eyebrows at the much taller, yet younger boy, Willow's attention was back to the furniture -or lack thereof, more like it- of the classroom. "Good day, Professor Svensson?" Yes, greeting had been a tad uncertain, for Willow was yet not entirely sure what to do, really. "I trust you are having a good day?" Not it mattered, but it was just the proper thing to ask. Were they supposed to summon a chair and a desk? Certainly not, his instructions had been to find a seat, not to summon one from the nearest classroom. Not to mention that summoning would fall into the Charms category and this was Transfiguration ... Aaaah, she was just going to seat next to Issy. And with a not so particularly pleased expression on her face, the girl sat on the floor, tucked her legs below her, put her messenger bag right next to her, and then proceed to place her pale hands on her lap. Proper ladies, father had told her more than once, must never seat on the floor. Yet now this professor was practically forcing her to, and there was nothing she could do about it. Ugh. |
Once a fair number of students had arrived, Professor Svensson drew his wand and used it to close the door. Beginning to pace the front of the classroom, he tapped his wand against his palm. "Let's start with a little review. What did we learn last class that might be able to apply to spells other than human transfiguration?" That question made no sense. Shaking his head, Lars tried to rephrase in a more comprehendable manner. "What I mean is, what part of last class's spell might be helpful in the execution of other spells? |
Satine re situated herself into an indian style with her bag in front of her. She leaned back on her elbows just in time to hear the Professor's next announcement. She pulled her notes out of her backpack and read through them looking for an answer. |
Jack tapped his chin in thought before raising his hand. "Ummm, could the whole concentration thing be really important in other transfiguration spells? Thinking through what you want your outcome to be is really important and if you aren't concentrated enough, the results could be disasterous," he said. Like, your skin could turn gray and maybe NEVER turn back. EEP! |
William thought hard, which was hard enough in his sleep-deprived state. "Um, we learned that concentrating on what we want to happen helps in the spell process. not just thinking of the spell itself, but about the outcome." he replied, putting his hand up and crossing his legs. |
Satine shot her hand in the air, "Professor, you emphasized the importance of not only concentration but making sure that the words of the spell were pronounced absolutely perfect." she said with a matter of fact look on her face. |
Raising her hand, Daphne cleared her throat. "I believe it's both intent and concentration. You can't have one without the other or the spell won't be very effective. It's very important to form a clear image in your head of the result you're seeking for and to try to block out outside distractions." For example, Daphne Hopton realized in one of the Apparition lessons that she needed to work on her concentration herself. That little experiment had been interesting. But--wasn't concentration and intent behind every sort of Magic? |
Lars nodded, pleased at what nearly all the students seemed to remember. "You're all more or less correct. I emphasized that all aspects of the spellwork need to be mastered, else something may go wrong," he summed up. "Now think back to our first lesson of the term." Goodness, that first lesson seemed ages past. He could scarcely remember the canary creams and disappearing snails and gummy worms of that class. "Why do you think the desks and chairs are missing? Where do you think they are right now? How did they get there? Most importantly--why did I decide to have a standing-room only class?" Haha. Standing room only. Even Lars was standing today, and he sat in a chair or on a desk at every chance possible. |
Desk and chairs missing. He quite missed having a desk right now. Raising his hand, he tried to answer the question, "I think you... vanished them. With the vanishing spell," he said trying to think up of answers to his other questions, "They're um... well I dunno how to explain it but they--they're um... simply gone?" Oh how he wished he was smarter. With that, he tried to remember the first lesson. How was HEEE suppose to remember something that happened suuuch a long time ago? |
Jack glanced around at all the empty space around them. Hmmm, where were the desks? Had he vanished them? He certainly hadn't through them out a window or anything...he raised his hand. "Did you vanish them? And are we going to try and...erm, UNvanish them?" he suggested. |
William had totally forgotten when the first class had been about. He listened to the others and blinked. Vanishing seemed to be the most logical choice, surely Svensson hadn't thrown them out the window or glued them to the ceiling. Deciding not to answer this one since his brain was on a sleep vacation he just smiled cutely and waited. |
Completely out of it, Livvy watched the others as they answered the Professor's questions. Truth be told, she didn't quite remember what the first lesson was about. There were too many classes to remember and she didn't remember any of the first lessons. And why they were in a 'standing-room only' escaped her. Livvy raised her hand and asked, "Are we going to conjure furniture, sir? By... creating an illusion with other objects?" She had no idea. What in the world was she saying? |
Herminny had a bit of an idea how to answer this question so she raised her hand said, "We are going to make the chairs and desks reapear out of the state of flux existense back into a state they can be seen again". |
Jack had several answers to the question, but none that he would say out loud. Sitting on the floor was most uncomfortable, which made every answer he thought of rather rude. |
Cedric raised his hand, wandering a bit why on earth they are sitting on the floor and with chairs and desks missing, "I think we're going to conjured them back, I think" He smiled when he finished answering. This class will be a great one, He thought without chairs and all. They'll learn the conjuring spell, he bet. |
"I also think you vanished them, sir," Fyo said, hand in air as he agreed with what a lot of his fellow classmates were saying. "That would make sense - We've already learnt how to vanish objects, so maybe we are going to practice how to bring vanished objects back!" Know what? That sounded like a really fun prospect! |
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Ooh. She knew this! Vanessa thought for a moment before raising her hand. "Don't vanished objects go into the "Non-being?" |
YAYAY, questions! Fyo raised his hand, sure he knew the answer to this one. "The state of non-being," he stated politely. "In other words, they cease to exist until they are re-conjured, professor." |
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Then he paused. "But first--we should probably talk about the rules of conjuring. Who can tell me what Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration tells us? And perhaps what its five Principal Exceptions are?" |
Conjuring, huh? That sounded sorta cool, Clifford supposed as he raised his hand. "Don't they evaporate into a bazillion squillion tiny ickle pieces and then float around us?" So they were like... BREATHING desks. Desk air. Yum? |
"Oooh.Isn't it the law of wizarding physics which states that magic has to create or destroy". Vanessa spoke, as she raised her hand. "Two of five principle exceptions are Food and Love" |
"Yeah, what Prefect Mid --" Ah. ".. Corbette said," Clifford nodded, hand in the air. "Dontcha think it sucks that food is in that list?" He did. Siiiigh. "Uhm. I think life is one of the five too? And money?" |
Fyo raised his hand again. "The law tells us about magic's powers to create and destroy, professor," he said. "Four of the five Principal Exceptions exceptions are food, love, life, and information, but I can't remember the fifth." He paused, embarrassed. "I think it might be money, professor." |
"Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration is a law of wizardin' physics which states what powers magic has to create or destroy matter," Shumeeta said with hand in air. "Everyone has already told the exceptions to it, an' they just go to show you can't use magic to do things like create food or actual love or bring someone back from the dead." |
Ana raised her hand "The Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration is a law about what magic can create or destroy and its five exceptions are food, love, money, life and information." |
Livvy raised her hand and answered, "Isn't the Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration a law of wizarding physics? I believe that this law states about the powers of magic and what it can create and destroy. The Five Principle Exceptions to this law is food... love... life... information... and some believe the fifth to be money." |
Daniel raised his hand and cleared his throat, "Professor, the Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration is a law in wizarding physics about what magic can create or destroy. And the five exceptions would be food, money and precious metals, magical objects, information and true life. But There are undefined exceptions in that rule that history proved to be confusing." he said. "Like for example, the rule states that food cannot be created out of nowhere, it can only be conjure, transfigured, or multiplied. But during the time of Harry Potter, Mr. Ollivander pour wine from Harry's wand." he said, which is really confusing. |
Diane listened to other people answer the question, and then raised her hand. "Would the exception to those rules be, The Philosopher's Stone?" she pondered out loud "Creating life... gold... I'm guessing food would be easy in comparison." |
Chris raised his hand excitedly. "Professor, doesn't it state that magic must destroy or create something. And the 5 Principal Exceptions for Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration are life, food , information, money, and love. |
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Time to get to the point. "Now, I don't expect many of you to be able to conjure anything on the first try. Before anybody thinks of trying to help me conjure my furniture back, and definitely before anybody attempts to test this law and its exceptions (which won't get you anywhere, I assure you), we're all going to work on conjuring bird feathers," the professor told the class matter-of-factly. Drawing his wand, Professor Svensson demonstrated for the class. "Watch closely, now," he said. Focusing his mind on a canary feather, Lars spoke the incantation ("plumexer") clearly and twisted his wand ever-so-slightly. Catching the conjured feather in his free hand, Svensson held it up to show the class. "See? There's basically no wand movement, and 'plumexer' is quite simple to say," he explained. "So if there's no questions, you can start trying to conjure feathers!" |
Chris listened intently as the Professor explained the wand movement and the incantation seemed easy enough. He took a deep breath and barely twisted his wand. "Plumexer." he watched as nothing happened. It didn't work. Hey it was only his first try, he focused and readied himself to try again. |
Ah yes... conjuring bird feathers. Suppose it was better to do so, instead of accidentally conjuring a table with three legs missing of some sort. So yes... bird feathers was better, than Professor Svensson would have to buy new ones. Well.. how considerate. Livvy watched carefully as the Professor demonstrated to the class, explaining the wand movement and the incantation. Her watchful eyes, catching the slightest of movements. After the Professor allowed them to try the spell out, Livvy looked over to where her friend, Chris, sat, who was performing the spell... but it it didn't look like it had worked. Hmm.... She decided to give it a go. She pulled out her wand from under her robes as she just held her wand up. Did it matter what angle it was? So... Livvy said the incantation, "Plumexer" and as she did so, she twisted her wand ever so slightly, you hardly noticed it. Yet... nothing. Livvy assumed that concentration on a bird feather was essential. Another try then. Once more, she said the incantation, "Plumexer" and twisted her wand just a tad bit, her mind concentrating on a robin feather. Livvy looked up to see if any feather was falling... and there was. A beautiful robing feather. She stared up at it and it fell and reached out for it, catching it in her small fingers. |
Chris took a deep breathe again, ready this time to conjure his feather. He concentrated hard on a feather appearing from his wand and then did the slight wand movement and said the spell. "Plumexer." he waited a fraction of a second and then a feather came appeared. "I did it!" he said happily. |
Practical bit, YAY! Fyo watched their Transfiguration professor intently, taking in every action of his - he wanted to do this right, when the time came. Which came soon enough, too. Birdie feather time! KeywordWordPlumexer. Fyo raised his wand, that nifty little thing, and concentrated on a bird feather. A canary feather, to be more exact. "Plumexer!" It took several moments to make him realize nothing was happening. GAH! He tried again, but once more there was no result. More patiently now, he gave the spell a third try, and TADA! The feather appeared! This was awesome. Fyo scooped the feather before it fell to the ground, but something was bugging him, now. The third year raised his hand, looking slightly thoughtful. "Professor, could you please explain something to me?" he asked politely. "I've seen witches and wizards conjure objects out of nowhere. That means you can conjure things with magic. But conjuring in not the same as making vanishing objects re-appear, is it, sir?" And what about these feathers, one of which he was now holding? Were they conjuring them out of nowhere, or had they already been present in the classroom? Explanation needed, yayYAY! |
Lyra had been seated in the middle of the classroom, listening to what the other students where saying about Gamp law thing and the professor praised or corrected them. Lyra didn't follow it all nor did she really cared but still she listened carefully. Maybe when she got a bit older she would understand. Hearing that the professor was going to demonstrate how to conjure a feather, Lyra shifted a bit to her right so that she could see past the person that was sitting before her. She muttered a "wow" and immediatly she had a vision of her conjuring up money..loaaads of money, Lyra liked money but she probably couldn't because of the "Law" Oooh? they could try for their own? how cool! Lyra had started to really like and enjoy the Transfiguration classes. 'maybe i should scratch charms off my favorite list and make it transfiguration?'. The first year grabbed her wand from her wristholster and held it up. She closed her eyes so that she could concentrate better on a bird's feather. It was harder than she thought, her mind where full of thoughts and images. Trying her best to shove those thoughts away and focusing on a canary feather she slowly started to picture a feather, it became more visible as the other thoughts sort of faded away and at that point she knew she had to say the incantation. She made a almost invisible swish of her wand and said "Plumexer!" and nothing of course happened. Ok another try, she pictured a canary feather in her mind's eye , she raised her wand a bit and said the incantation. Opening her eyes, she saw that a canary feather was falling down and Lyra was too amazed that it had actually worked that she forgot to catch it and it fell on the desk. She looked at it, her mouth a bit open in a 'woah' sort of expression and she looked up grinning proudly. The small Slytherin felt a rush come through her, she mostly felt like that when she had achieved something but that feeling became a bit too strong today and she accidentely flicked her wand making, oddly enough, one of the chair's legs dissapear. There was a loud *bang* and the first year was lying on the floor, obviously lost her balance. |
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When it was time for her to conjure, she raised her wand, closed her eyes, and focused on a pretty white feather with all her might. She was thinking of the color of Charlotte's feathers, of course. When she had a clear picture in her mind, she opened her eyes, twisted her wand a bit, then spoke the incantation. "Plumexer!" Instantly, the feather she'd pictured shot from her wand and fluttered into her hands. She head it up and smiled at it, pleased with what she'd conjured. |
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"Are you alright?" he asked kindly, holding out a hand to help the girl up. He would figure out how there was still a chair and a desk later--for now, student safety was the most important thing in his mind. Because of course a little girl was more important than a three-legged wooden chair. |
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Reese stood up from the ground, wishing now that they had a desk to sit in. Desks were way more comfortable than sitting on the floor. She wiped the wrinkles from her skirt and then she took her wand out of her pocket. She just stood there watch Professor Svensson teach them how to correctly conjure the feather. Once he was done, she waited for some of the people around her to start before she did. Focusing her mind on a bird feather, she said the incantation, "Plumexer." Twisting her wand ever-so-slighty, just like the Professor did, a feather appeared and she caught it with her hand that wasn't holding her wand. She did it! |
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Flicking his wrist, his wand came out of its nifty little holster and he took several deep breaths to prepare himself. Canary feather, canary feather, canary feather he thought to himself, clearly picturing a canary feather in his mind. "Plumexer" he said, his mind utterly focused on the feather in his mind. Nothing appeared except for a small yellow spot which drifted to the ground. "Ok, trying again." he muttered, taking a dueling stance for no reason. "Plumexer!" he said with more force in his voice, his hand inches away from his wand. This time a yellow canary feather fluttered into his hand, making him grin. "Cool." he said softly, looking up to Svensson for further instruction. Gripping the feather tightly in his hand his minds eyes continued holding that image of a smallish yellow feather, glistening in its yellow awesomeness. |
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Then he whispered to Reese, "Nice work, Reese" He murmured hoping that Prof Ssvenson wouldn't mind talking to her cause well, its just a whisper and all. Then he need to focus on his own to conjure a feather too. "Plumexer" uttered Cedric clearly. Then he wait till a feather appears. He looks around wistfully full of hope that he can conjured things. Then slowly, a yellow, tiny feather: It kinda looks like a chick's feather. Well, at least he tried and he conjured one but can't keep to complain, "Aww.. why my feather looks like a chick's" |
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Fyo guessed it did. He nodded, hand still in air. "Sir, is the time span before a conjured object vanishes random, or does it depending on factors such as size or how powerful the spell cast is?" Curiosity did always kill the cat but, then again, he was a Lion. LionRAWR. |
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Taking out her wand, Wesley tried to picture a pretty yellow feather, just like the professor's, in her mind. "Plumexer," she said softly, twisting her wrist. But...nothing happened. Starting to get a little agitated, she needed to figure this out before class ended, Wesley tried again, and failed. Biting her lip and rocking slightly on her heals, the Hufflepuff tried to figure out exactly what she was doing wrong. She thought of the feather: she could see it- bright yellow, soft and fluffy. And Wesley thought she had said the spell right. She had even twisted her wand! But...Maybe that's it. Maybe it's just like some doors, when they don't open after you twist the nob, then you have to twist the other way...sometimes you have to kick them too-But! Oh, I hope I don't have to do any kicking...that would be bad. So, shoulders firmly set, Wesley tried again. Feather? Yes, there it was, floating in her mind Check. Okay, now I just need to say it right: Plu-mex-er. And then, twist the wrist. Really small. Opposite. Taking a breath, she exhaled it in the word, "Plumexer." and twisted her wrist the opposite direction. And there it was, right in front of her, falling lazily down to the ground. Excited, Wesley grabbed it, then held it close to her face for self examination. It was all scrunched up from when she had grasped it. Feeling sad, Wesley whispered sorry to the feather, which was very Hufflepuff in color. |
Daniel was up to the challenge of conjuring the needed item. A feather. He stepped towards the center of the class. So what bird will he be thinking? An eagle? A canary like the Professor's? Aha! he exclaimed from his thought. I know what will i think of. He then pointed his wand upwards and muttered Plumexer. Then a long green plumage came from nowhere. He then tried to catch it and it landed directly to his palm. It was an exotic parrot's plumage. |
Now that he had conjured it, Fyo was not sure what to do with his canary feather - that was not a thing he had lost much thought over, was it now? The third year hesitated, unsure, before pocketing the pwetty thing. If Professor Svensson wanted it, Fyo could always return it! But, now, for something more.... unique. Canary feathers were fine enough, and Fyo loved their yellow, but he wanted to try something else. How about a budgie feather? Or maybe an Australian parrot? Wait, wait, waiiiit! That awesome orange parrot-like bird, his father had brought home the other day, Fyo decided excitedly. Conjuring one of those feathers would be awesome! In a jovial mood now, the third year raised his wand again, twisting his wrist just a tad bit as he said the incantation, "Plumexer!" There was a milisecond of wait and then, much to Fyo's joy, a single but very beautiful, orange feather floated to the ground. He picked it up, his eyes shining. Ha! He would have to show his father, this. Because honestly, this was like a souvenir, only better! |
Celandine made a little face, wishing that she was learning something a liiiiittle more exciting than feather conjuring. The professor didn't expect people to get it on their first try? Really? Didn't Professor Svensson know by now that Transfiguration was her second best subject? Second only to charms? Hmmmm what kind of feather should she conjure though? Pink? No... "Plumexer!" A brightly coloured feather that could only be a fwooper feather appeared from her wand as Cela made a neat little twist of her wand to punctuate the incantation. She let it fall to the ground and bent to scoop it up. Maybe Professor Svensson would teach them how to conjure tar? Cel peeked over at Daphne and let out a little giggle. Surely Daph would be totally into learning how to do that! They could get revenge on the creepy patrons at the Hogs Head! |
This was interesting. A transfiguration of a feather with nothing to work on? Tricky. It is true hear hair and probably feathers must be made by dead cells, but they were pretty much organisms as opposed to solid matter such as... metal pins. Indeed, to picture the whole substance before her... "Ah, plumexer--" Nothing. "Plumexer!" ...Nop. "Plumexer..." One more time, "plumexer," That's all there''s to it. Diane was crouching down at her seat and flicking her wand, "...plumexer... plumexer... plumexer..." After five minutes of having repeated the incantation, she had managed to come up with a furball of sorts, half an eyebrow, a naked shaft and a very ill-looking feather missing almost all of its barbs. It would take her at least 10 more minutes at this pace... |
Dani pulled out her wand. So far Transfiguration hadn't been her top subject, but she was going to do this. "Plumexer!" Nothing happened. She poked the air with her wand. Lame. She was gonna do this. With a little less confidence she waved her wand again "Plumexer!" Once again, nothing. She frowned at her wand. What was she doing wrong. She looked over at Anna and noticing how the Gryffindor Head Girl did it, she mimicked the motion and said. "Plumexer!" A bright red feather popped out of her wand. It was the exact feather she had pictured in her mind. The phoenix feather was shiny and bright. She wondered if the one in her wand was just as pretty. |
Upon hearing the next instuction fom her professor she decided to jump right in and try it. She took out her wand barely even concentrating on what she was doing said, "plumexter". Nothing happened. She looked around at the way some of the older students were waving their wand with results and decided to try again. She waved her wand as they did and said, "plumexter", and this time of a feather was conjured cause she was partially thinking about what she wanted to see happen. She decided to go for it once more and waved her wand like she had before and really concentrated on wanting to see that feather appear amd said, "plumexer". This time the feather fully appeared and Herminny smiled because she had done it. |
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A glance around the room told him that the students had mostly succeeded in conjuring feathers. Marvelous--that meant he could end the class. "Class dismissed!" Oh, but they would want to know what to do with their feathers. "You can keep the feathers until they vanish, if you'd like. Otherwise, you can put them in the box by the door on your way out." Professor Svensson quickly conjured a small cardboard box and carried it to the back of the room, where he set it down. "As an optional project--not to turn in, just for your own enlightenment, you can research other conjuring spells." |
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