She needed to decide on which dragon she wanted. There was so many...she hated making choices and this was a hard one to make. Which one. Which one.

Slowly getting to her feet Hady made her way up front and collected one of the smaller rocks. You know small like herself. Cause small was good and easier to handle right? Well maybe.

With her rock in hand she returned to her desk sitting down. Placing the rock in front of her she then pulled out her wand. Thinking long and hard as she stared at the rock before her Hady finally knew which dragon she wanted. She was ready now.

With her wand firmly in her hand and eyes fixed on the rock she focused as hard as she could on the dragon of her choice. "Draconifors,"she recited clearly at the same time moving her wand in front of the rock from left to right.

Nothing. No sparks, no crumbling rock. Just nothing.

Fine rock be stubborn but Hady was even more stubborn and you rock were going to be a dragon! No doubt about it!

Sitting up straighter, holding her wand tighter and putting every bit of focus and intent she had in her the Slytherin tried again. With a focused swish of her hand her wand made the correct left to right movement in front of her rock just as she gave the charm again, "Draconifors!"

Right away there was red sparks and the rock began to crumble right before her eyes! It was happening! Her baby dragon was going to make it's first appearance! Grinning happily Hady watched as the rock transformed into the most perfect Welsh green dragon she'd ever seen. The dragon she choose probably wasn't the smartest choice but hey it was green and green was her thing.

"Hello there Klaus..." She whispered softly watching her new dragon pace along the length of her desk. And yes Klaus was his name because obviously he needed one.

The dragon was not moving.

MOVE DRAGON.

Perhaps it will respond if she gave it a name? You know, do more than just look at her tapping on the table and back up at her? She was not insane, Mr. Dragon, thank you very much.

"Victor!" she abruptly decided, nodding enthusiastically at the little Ukranian Ironbelly. "You are officially Victor the Grey Dragon. I'll call you Vics, for short," she chuckled, and gingerly scratched his head again.

Vics looked Bambi in the eye again, and this time she grinned and tapped the table again. It seemed to make a decision and slowly took the few steps to the left. "Good boy, Victor! Now how about you pop into the cage for me?" it snorted, and a tiny bit of fire came out this time. Bambi gulped, fearing her hands.

"Okay, okay. We'll take it slow. Take another hop for me, Vics?" she tapped the table again as she thought. Vics wouldn't want to go into the cage willingly. Perhaps she could offer it food? It was a transfigured dragon after all, it would behave just like a real dragon would. Food cravings and all.

Someone had asked another question that Adi had been wondering. Did the dragon they transfigure have to be a usual one? Couldn't it be one from say... a movie? While Adi waited for that question to be answered, he decided he would work towards transfiguring an Antipodean Opaleye. If he wasn't successful by the time the question was addressed, he would switch back to the original dragon he had in mind.

So, stone set in front of him, the Hufflepuff raised his wand as he concentrated on one of the most beautiful dragons ever. "Draconifors!'' Cue the slashing movement from left to right! Adi had pulled up the image of the dragon in his mind and so as best as he possibly could, he concentrated on it.

But it didn't work... the stone remained a stone. Of course -___-

"Draconifors!'' Adi concentrated once more and did the slashing movement again. Annnd he failed again. Hmph. Transfiguration was not his friend at times. But he refused to let it get the best of him and the fifth year proceeded to repeat the spell.

Okay, Dante was almost ready to slash his wand and use that flower sounding spell. Really it did sound like a flower that smelled like dragons or something relating to dragons. Dante did not know.

"Draconifors...Draacoooniforrs, Draaaaconiiiifooors"

Fun to say and now was the time to try it.

Dante brought out his wand from his pocket and stared at the stone seeing it turn into Antipodean Opaleye. It had a cool name. Now he slashed his wand at the stone and cast "Draconifors"

Hmm.....nothing. Well that was slightly disappointing.

Okay, so still staring at the same stone from before Margo said the spell in her head a few times....was she saying it right? It sounded like it should work, but who knows. And for a much as Margo didn't really want a dragon on her desk, even a tiny one she began to panic slightly that she wouldn't get the spell to work and then she would be left with nothing to work with for the lesson.

Calm down......Margo took a deep breath, she needed to relax and just try the spell again. Okay, so focusing on her stone, she brought her wand to the ready. "Draconifors" Margo said slashing her wand toward the object, just like the Professor had said.

Crossing her fingers on her other hand the whole time Margo watched and waited.............and still nothing happened!!! Ugh!!!!!

Klaus looked agitated. That probably wasn't a good thing was it? You know, him pacing back and forth along the desk looking like he was going to breath fire in someones face.

Slumping down in her seat a bit Hady kept a close eye on her dragon. It was probably not a good idea to bring her face closer to his but she did so anyway talking softly to him. "You're really quite epic if I may be honest with you Klaus. I think you're by far the moment handsome one here." Hady grinned at her dragon laying her hand down on the desk palm up and waiting on him to decide.

"I'm supposed to put you into the cage for a bit, but I think it'll be alright if you take your time. Just come onto my hand when you're ready." She continued talking. The dragon known as Klaus stopped pacing after a moment and stared at her hand blankly...or maybe he was going to bite her. Who really knew?

With what seemed to be great hesitance Klaus began to make his way towards her hand even lowering his head to nudge her fingers. Remaining completely still Hady just watching him only moving once Klaus was stood in the center of her palm. Grinning brightly she used one of her fingers to stroke his head and down his back being very carefully not to hurt him or herself. "Wow..." she whispered under her breath in complete awe.

As much as she wanted to sit there all day in her seat and continue to pet him she knew she couldn't. Letting out a sad sigh the brunette raised her hand slowly off the table and using her other hand unlocked the little door on the cage. Carefully moving her hand into the cage she placed Klaus inside it and then removed her hand locking him inside. "Sorry Klaus...I really didn't want to but I had to." She mumbled to the now once more pacing green dragon.

Not lifting her eyes off her little one Hady waited for whatever was next in the lesson. Hopefully it wouldn't be getting rid of her newest accomplishment.

They were making dragons?!

Okay, this lesson just got ten times better after the headache that was Professors Quigley and Bellaire.

Eagerly Lux jumped from her seat so that she could get a stone before they were all gone. Sorting through them she headed back to her desk with one that was smooth and not too big. Nothing said she couldn't be picky about stones.

Wanting to jump right to using the spell, she knew it was a good idea to practice first. Setting her stone on the desk, she wrote down the incantation and wand movement. She would need the information for when she made the other two dragons. Jun would have no choice but to agree that she was Khaleesi then, ha!

"Think of it as animating a suit of armour Miss Neverwinter." It was still an inanimate object. No one...not one of them..not even her in her infinite awesomeness could create real life. "Magic does have limitations..keep that in mind."


Professor thought a bit on this before answering the boy's question. She could lie and tell him no but then...she didn't lie so...

"Yes. But I absolutely forbid you from even attempting to. Do it on your own time..away from Hogwarts....when you are of age..and write me from prison if it goes incredibly wrong Mr. Rehman."

"It has to be a breed. It has to look real. There will be no pink polka dots Miss. Xanthopoulos." She shook her head before walking off to inspect the other students and answer other questions.

"Just for today Mr. Scabior." So they should enjoy having dragons while they had them because they would not be allowed to take them home..or erm away from the lesson..

Professor Bellaire held up her dragon that was perched comfortably on her shoulder.

"You can look at this one and visualize."

"We're working on dragons today Miss Valentine. Your focus should be on that."

Norah smiled at Professor Bellaire and nodded quickly. "Thank you, Professor." Did anyone hear that? They weren't gonna think she was dumb, right? 'Cause she wasn't. The third year squinted at the ickle dragon on Bellaire's shoulder before closing her eyes and recreating it in her head. Draconifors, draconifors, okay. Time to do the spell thing, yeah?

She closed her eyes and visualized that little dragon Bellaire had had, with its spikey spikes and red stuff. "Draconifors!" She NINJASLASHED from right to left with wand before opening her eyes and staring at the rock. Oh. Still a rock? What had she done wrong. Norah made a face at her wand before checking her notes again. Oh. It was supposed to be left to right, wasn't it. Right, left, same thing really. Okayokay. Take two, yeah? The third year took a moment to pause and think about the little dragon again before getting ready with her wand slightly to the LEFT of the rock. "Draconifors!" She slashed to the right with her eyes closed, focusing on the image of the dragon perched on Professor Bellaire's shoulder.

Norah opened her eyes again and looked hopefully at the rock. Which was still a rock. DARN. She held up her hands with her fingers in L-shapes. That HAD been left to right, so what was going wrong? The Hufflepuff picked up her wand again to prepare for a third attempt. Third time's the charm, right? Or third time's the transfigure...wait this was a joint class, so third time's the charm and transfigure? Ahem. What was she doing again? Dragon. Right.

Instead of being put off by that answer, Adi was mentally flailing. THE SPELL COULD WORK ON HUMANS! That was all that stood out to him. When that bit of information sunk in, he could finally think about the rest of stuff she said.

"Certainly, Professor. When I'm of age, not at Hogwarts''- preferably at Benny's fireproof house- ''but nothing will go wrong.'' He was CONFIDENT! Woot! Adi was one happy Puffer. He grinned slyly at his bestie before continuing with the practice. Don't worry, Benny. He'd make sure he was reallllly good at Transfiguration before trying the spell on you.

Since their dragons had to be a breed, he would continue with the Antipodean Opaleye as his chosen one.

"Draconifors!'' Left to right slash!

"Draconifors!'' Left to right slash!

"Draconifors!" Left to right slash!

-___-

No results. Adi shook his head as though to clear his head before focusing on the stone once more and the image of he Opaleye as well. "Draconifors!''

Only slightly because you have to keep your expectations low so you cant be that disappointed. Dante did not remember who told him that. But it sounded cool. And it was working. So there was that. Maybe he should concentrate on the dragon part more and not on how cool the name of it was. But how can you not with a name like Antipodean Opaleye. It just rolls off the tongue. Well, once Dante knew how to pronounce it.

Still, it might work.

With slight more concentration then last time and with the slash. "Draconifors" Still nothing worth mentioning. There was a hint of a tail though. A tiny bit of progress, Dante guessed. It was his fault for getting distracted by dragons this easily. Okay, maybe next time he will get it. There is still hope and class time. Right? Okay, Dante put on his slightly more serious face but only slightly because he cant really get anymore serious without making a funny face. It was laughable.

"Draconifors"

And....Yes that would be a Antipodean Opaleye. Yes, it would be. Well now the part where he actually has to go in his cage.

"Come on, Doom. Into The Cage"

And yes his dragon's name was Doom. Doom The Dragon.

Ruuuuude! A simple yes or no would have sufficed, but that was expecting too much out of the ever nasty transfiguration professor. HMPF! She would just have to ask someone else. AJ didn't even respond, she merely furrowed her brows and looked back at her rock.

Now, AJ made it a point to think about unicorns because Bellaire said not to. HA! Take that. And there was nothing the professor could do about it because she didn't know. Double HA! Unless she read minds, but that wasn't really a thing, was it? No, definitely not.

Okay. It was time to turn this rock into a unicorn dragon. What breed did she want? Regal Cooper. Yes, they were perfect. Her mind thought of a fiery red one.

"Draconifors." Swish. AJ pressed her face to the rock. Why wasn't it doing anything? Such a let down. If this rock could turn into a unicorn you could bet she would have results already.

Now that he had visualized the Chinese Fireball he opened his eyes and stared at the medium sized rock in front of him on his desk. He let out a deep breath and pointed his wand at the rock and said the incantation. “Draconifors!” he slashed his wand from left to right. He had expected a bright fiery red colour to come out of his wand but nothing happened. He sighed, trying to block out the other students voices because they were annoying and distracting before concentrating on the spell again. “Draconifors!” this time, he did saw the red light but the stone stayed what it was…a stone. He grumbled because he disliked it with a passion when things didn’t go his way and waved his wand from left to right again “Draconifors!” The rock began to shape and Kevin saw the snout of the Chinese Fireball dragon began to form. He watched expectantly as the tail got visible as well and then it stopped. The snout of the dragon was visible and the tail but the body was still a rock. Great…. With an annoyed sigh, Kevin stopped the spell with “Finite” and the half dragon half rock turned back in to a normal rock.

Now onto the wand movement, he needed to do a slash movement from the left to the right. He began to do some slashing movements and he felt like he was using a sword more than a wand at this moment. After he did a couple slashes and felt comofortable it was time to put this spell to the test. All he needed to do was concentrate and focus on what dragon he wanted. What dragon did he want? Did he want an Hungarian Horntail, Norwegian Ridgeback, Chinese Fireball or Welsh Green? He tried to picture them in his mind and he wanted to do a Welsh Green. He thought they seemed gentle enough compared to the Hungarian Horntail.

He wondered what the dragon looked like. He was sure gonna find out. He went to his creatures book and it did look harmful. But he was sure he could take him. He pictured the creature in his mind and was prepared to do his spell. He took a deep breath and just focused on the picture of the Welsh green in his brain. He got his wand held at the ready and said, "Draconifurs!” and he did the slash and nothing happened.....

Ah well time to try again.

As a couple of students already created their dragon, Kevin was feeling annoyed because HE wanted to be the first one making a dragon. Hmpf. He pointed his wand at the rock to try again but then heard a voice that was distracting him. Draconifurs? seriously? Kevin looked at the hufflepuff who had sat next to the beautiful Cinna in potions and rolled his eyes. "It's DraconifOrs, idiot" wait....why did he even bother?

Turning back to his rock, Kevin slashed his wand from left to right while visualising the dragon he wanted and said; "Draconifors!" fiery red light came from the Phoenix wand and he watched as the rock shaped and formed ...until a miniature chinese fireball was on his desk. YES! With a grin, the Gryffindor held his hand out to grab the dragon and put it in the cage.

What should he call it?

Fiery red light shot from the Hippogriff feather core wand towards the rock. Adi watched, transfixed, as the inanimate object began to change... change...change until there was a mini Antipodean Opaleye staring up at him from his desk

It stretched its wings, still staring up at Adi. "Hi!'' The fifth year could hardly believe he was talking to a real dragon. "You're one awesome looking dragon, you know.'' The Opaleye had pearly, iridescent scales while its eyes were multi-coloured and pupil- less.

Adi stretched out his left arm. "Come on. You're in no danger.'' The dragon seemed to agree for it wasted no time in climbing onto Adi's outstretched arm and then onto his shoulder much like Gus the toad did. He let the dragon turn this way and that so it could take in its surroundings and get a glimpse of the other dragons.

About the minutes later, the boy decided it was time for the dragon to get into its cage. "I have to put you in there now.'' He pointed to the cage. "But don't worry. You'll be alright.'' Adi moved his arm over to the cage on his desk and let the dragon hop down from his shoulder, down his arm and into the cage.

Success!

Norah held her wand steadily pointing at the rock. It was not going to be a rock when she opened her eyes again, nuh uh. It was gonna be an ickle dragon just like Professor Bellaire's and it was gonna be cute and red and be her best friend. It WAS. She shut her eyes tight and pictured the little dragon again, trying to get the shade of red exactly right in her head. And the spikes. It had a lotta those. "Draconifors!" SLASH again, from left to right just like it was supposed to be. She opened her eyes. Still no dragon. What happened to third time being the charm and transfigure, HMM? The third year craned her neck to get another look at the dragon on Bellaire's shoulder for memory refreshing reasons, and set herself up for the BAZILLIONTH time. "Draconifors!" Norah slashed her wand from left to right and pictured Professor Bellaire's ickle red dragon. And her rock turning into that ickle red dragon. AND THERE WAS A RED LIGHT. THERE WAS!

Her eyelids flew open and she GAPED at the rock which wasn't a rock, it was an ickle red dragon. ASDFGHJKL HAI DRAGON HAIII. Norah got to her knees to she was eye level with the desk and the little dragon and put her wand down so she could use her hands to stroke the dragons spikey head. Hehehe. "Hello there," she whispered, grinning as it curled up into a ball. "I'm gonna call you Phillip. Prince Phillip. No, King Phillip!" King Phillip of the Ickle Dragons. The Hufflepuff tore off the edge of her parchment and put sparkly dots on it with her quill. Fashioning it into a little crown, she placed it on Phillip's head and giggled to herself. "Now you're a real king!" A king who needed a throne. AKA a cage because apparently she had to do that. Norah opened the little cage on her desk and started to ease Phillip into it. "C'mon, you've gotta get in there. I'm the queen you've gotta listen to me." She MADE you, little King Phillip, she DID. Closing the door once he was inside, the third year poked a finger in to straighten his crown, withdrawing it quickly because spikes and small spaces probably didn't go very well with fingers. "Who's the bestest dragon king?"

Beverly was going to die from excitement, she was.

As she watched Professor Bellaire demonstrate casting the spell, the Slytherin wasn't sure who she was fan-girling the most over; Bellaire or the dragon. Either way, she was fan-girling hardcore. Her body was bound to combust from it all.

DRAGONS.

BELLAIRE.

DRAGONS.

ASLDKFJSDKJF!

Get it together, Wayne.

Keeping it cool on the outside, she inhaled deeply. She wasn't going to turn into one of those loud, shrilling girls. No. She had more control over her emotions. She'll let it all out later when she was alone in her dorm. Yes.

BUT DRAGONS.

When it came to visualizing dragons Beverly felt like an expert. She knew everything about them right from memory. Could recall them all in alphabetical order, by wing span, by height and/or weight order. She just loved dragons, okay. They were her passion and she was going to have one one day. A real one. An Opaleye to be exact.

Breathing again, this time to focus, she muttered the incantation. "Dra...Dragonifors." Excitement go away or take a break. This was too much for her emotions. Dragons all of a sudden. Again. "Dragonifors.....Dragonifors."

Simple? Yeah...if she could stop her mind from flailing each time she muttered it.

Angel went and got her wand out and started to practice the wand movement, it was a left to right slash! she did it once, then twice, then three times and then a final time trying to make sure she did it perfectly, she didn't want anything to go wrong with this spell, even though it was a rock, she had no idea what the dragon would look like.

Angel put her wand down whilst she did the next part. "Draconifors!" Angel did the left to right slash, trying to make sure it was perfect, but for some reason she wasn't really happy about this.

"Draconifors!" Angel did the left to right slash movement with her hand, now she smiled this was awesome, now all she had to do was put all this together and try it on the rock.

Glancing up at the board Beverly rolled her eyes. She's been saying the incantation incorrectly. Why? Because she was too excited and needed to get a grip. See, this wouldn't be happening if her dad had exposed her to real dragons since she had asked. While she did have that internship at the dragon sanctuary this past summer, it hadn't been enough. She hadn't been allowed be anywhere NEAR the creatures, but at least she'd been there. So she should just chill.

That resolved for now, she focused on the task at hand.

"Draconifors," she said, this time her voice steady. It wasn't hard. Incantations ever really weren't. It was the focusing part that sometimes challenged her. Just for practice, she muttered the incantation a few more times. "Draconifors...Draconifors...Draconifors."

Now the wand movement; a slash left to right. Gripping her Aspen wand, she slashed the air, her gaze tracing the invisible line. Left to right. She felt quite prepared. It was just the matter of concentration and intent now.

Getting up to her feet and retrieving the soon-to-be-dragon rock, Beverly returned to her seat and scrutinized the thing. She tried to imagine how the rock would morph and transfigure into a dragon. Beverly imagined the wings spreading out first, as if awoken from deep slumber, then the legs would unfold, it's long, opal neck would rise and stretch while it's arms would flex its claws. Then it would let out a mighty roar.

That was one mighty picture in her head. She was so motivated she unintentionally gripped her wand tighter, causing violet sparks to sizzle out at the end. Oops.

Inhaling a deep breath, then slowly letting it out, the Prefect straightened her shoulders, holding her wand at the rock's height. "Draconifors," she said, not moving her wand yet. Beverly was letting the image simmer a bit more in her mind.

"Draconifors!" Her hand moved with confidence, slashing the air from left to right making a SWISH! sound. It had been a perfect cast, she felt it in her bones. Maybe not as expert as Bellaire, but better than any casting Beverly has done in a while. BECAUSE DRAGON.

Her eyes glazed over in amazement as the rock trembled, and almost just as she had imagined, a small dragon began to unfold, it's wings being the first to transfigure. Its body followed next and...Beverly could cry. She really could.

There was a mini Antipodean Opaleye on her desk.

*___*

In all honesty Layla wasn’t really that bothered by the idea of Dragons. Sure, they were cool and everyone wanted to meet one when they were younger but Layla was bought up a muggle and in the mind frame that they didn’t exist. And she still had her doubts that this wasn’t some extreme mind trickery on behalf of the Professors in the room.

So where all the other students were getting stupidly excited, the sixth year remained in her seat until the excitement had calmed down. She determined she liked the male professor Quigley though, he even looked at her when she said nothing. That was good professorship, acknowledging all the students. Even if she did still want to be left alone..

She decided that the she would practice the spell first before getting on with it. She had picked up magic pretty well considering she was a late developer but that didn’t mean her magic was flawless. She still needed to practice more than once before she got it completely right. She’d get the hang of it eventually though, she was sure. She grabbed her wand and started practicing the wand movement. She slashed through the hair, being careful to move from left to right.

She proceeded to practice the wand movement for a little while longer before she moved onto the incantation. “Draconifor..” she spoke. “Draconifor..” Her voice came a little clearer until she was satisfied she was getting it right.

His ears perked up as Bellaire answered his question. Only for today? Really? AWESOME. So he WOULD still be special cause he would still be one of the only people with his own dragon. Grinning Kyroh nodded. "Okay! Thanks Professor."

Turning to Penelope he grinned.

"Maybe I will practice!"


Carefully and slowly he began to utter the incantation. "Draconifors. Dra-con-i-for-s. Dra-con-ifrs- no -Dra-con-ifors. Draconifors. Draconifors. Easy peasy.

Feeling comfortable with the incantation, Benny switched to the wand movement. Left to right...left to right. The Gryffindor having to actually stop himself from doing it too quick and excitedly. Relax and be patient, he reminded himself. Left to right...left to right...left to right...left to right. Don't pay any attention to the work of those students around you and their successes.

Except Professor Bellaire answered Adi's question and caught his attention. So he COULD use it on humans...on him, if the Hufflepuff ever managed to convince him to go along with. And his friend wouldn't be worrying about being in jail, Professor. He wouldn't forgive himself if it didn't work right on his best friend. Not that the woman had to know that was why the question had been asked.

Okay...back to the task at hand.

Pushing other thoughts away as best he could, Benny got up from his seat to retrieve a rock of his own to work with. Soon he could have his own mini dragon. If he focused and did it correctly. He also had to pick which breed he was trying for, all of them interesting and having their own merits.

Horntail like Bellaire had done?

A Chinese fireball?

A common Welsh Green?

Maybe the Antipodean Opaleye, with its weird preference for valleys rather than mountains like the rest. Ugg...deciding on just what to try for was just as hard as actually doing it.

Oh Merlin!

It was stomping and sniffing around like it owned the place. Beverly wore a proud look on her features. Go stomp, go sniff, go do what dragons do, you beautiful creature. She sighed dreamily. If only she could keep it.

...............Actually...

Bellaire said they weren't going to keep the dragons from today but she didn't say anything about transfiguring more, and Beverly wasn't going to ask. She knew the spell and she'd done it properly. If she focused on it again, she could definitely transfigure another rock into a dragon. Plus, her magic her decisions her casting...her dragons.

Shifty.

It was a plan.

Stifling a smirk that had formed at the thought, Beverly returned her attention on the miniature Antipodean Opaleye. "Opal," she said, deeming that its non-creative name. "Don't jump off the desk." Cupping her hand to where the dragon was about about to dive from, she watched as it froze on its tracks, studying her hand carefully.

It stepped away and stomped the opposite way. She knew that was going to happen. There was no way a dragon could be controlled. Tamed by highly trained tamers, maybe. The thing here was to out smart the creature. There wasn't enough time to bond with it, but she'd try and then go with Plan B.

"Opal," she said firmly. No reason to coo to a dragon. They were tough not babies. "You're going to fall that way too." Beverly attempted to grab it from behind, but it turned and snapped at her.

Oh-ho-ho! Feisty little thing.

"Fine. Jump. Go on." The dragon roared at her, going its own way. Discretely picking up the cage, Beverly swooped it on the side of the desk at the dragon launched off, capturing it and locking it up.

"Sorry." She really was. "But you have to stay here for a bit." Look, it was so angry. Aww.

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His ears perked up as Bellaire answered his question. Only for today? Really? AWESOME. So he WOULD still be special cause he would still be one of the only people with his own dragon. Grinning Kyroh nodded. "Okay! Thanks Professor."

Turning to Penelope he grinned.

"Maybe I will practice!"


Carefully and slowly he began to utter the incantation. "Draconifors. Dra-con-i-for-s. Dra-con-ifrs- no -Dra-con-ifors. Draconifors. Draconifors. Easy peasy.

Kyroh was going to practice the spell with her! Penelope looked at Kyroh and smiled. The spell hadn't worked the first time she tried it. She was going to practice some more and then try again. "Draconifors. Draconifors. Draconifors." After repeating the incantation a few times, she made the slashing wand movement from left to right. Penelope looked at Kyroh again and smiled. "What's your favorite dragon breed?" Maybe she should create one of those dragons. Did he have a favorite dragon breed? Penelope was ready to try to create a dragon again if Kyroh was ready to try.