Janelle wasn't exactly sure that she was ready for her second duel, but she really had no choice. When she found out who her opponent would be, she had mixed feelings. It was kind of hard to duel against someone who had made you pancakes, but......what could she do? Putting on her game face, Janelle tried to get her proper concentration going.

Going over some proposed spells in her head, Janelle finally thought her self ready to begin. She had yet to face Colt, keeping her back turned while she prepared for battle. Turning around at last, she looked into his eyes. No time for pretense here. "Alright Chef, let's do this", Janelle said. Then as an afterthought, she added, "Loser cooks for the winner". With a hint of a smile, Janelle bowed toward her opponent. With no time to waste, she raised her wand. "Incarcerous." She was dueling a fourth year this time. She had to go big or go home.

................ Merlin.

Yet another case? Another?

The man sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose once the time struck and there was still a party missing. Any hope he would've had of the boy turning up late were gone and he, instead, just admitted defeat. Plain as that. This was the third duel in which this was happening, after all.

Maybe there was something going around.......? It would explain all the missing people.

Hirsch shook his head to himself before glancing down at his watch. Once he was sure enough time had passed, he made his way over towards the young Ravenclaw in the arena. "Sorry about your partner not turning up, Miss Guidry," he said, giving her a tiny smile and a shrug of his shoulders, [B]"You're free to go now if you want."[B]