Did that make sense?

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.

"wha? oh yes, yes i'm fine thank you, sir" Lyra said while taking his hand and stood up from the floor. "so sorry" she started to muttered and stared at her fingers which where suddenly very interesting , 'wow this is embarrassing' she thought and scratched her head. "i, this is the first time my Transfiguration is working , in the other classes i was aweful but now it had actually worked!" the girl said looking up now and smiled broadly , she pointed at the table where a canary feather was lying. "i got a little too excited and well, i guess i need to control my magic the next time huh?" she said looking at the professor "again sorry"

As hard as it was to ignore the fact she was filled up with furniture right now, Wesley listened and watched intently, trying to memorize every single thing. This was the greatest class in the history of classes. It was almost as if the professor had read her mind! Stomaching her giddiness, Wesley tried to remain focused. She HAD to get this right. After all, she had promised that pebble she would bring it back. And promises where promises.

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.

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.

Chris nodded and smiled at the Professor. He had just finished his last Transfiguration Lesson of the term and he had done pretty good. As he was leaving he took the option of placing his feather in the box that was given that purpose. He had alot of Finals studying to due and he had to concentrate on that. But he was definately up for research om Conjuring spells later.