They were going to be throwing these daggers? Her hard earned dagger that she'd had to put so much focus into in the first place? Well if that didn't give her some hesitation it was unclear what would.

Slowly the Ravenclaw rose to her feet, not certain she would be able to keep producing daggers after she'd tossed the one she'd worked so diligently on just now. A part of her wanted to ask if they couldn't duplicate the daggers instead of having to constantly make new ones but then she remembered this was Transfiguration class and not Charms. This needed to be done.

As it so happened, despite her hesitance, the young girl ended up second in line. She watched with avid curiosity, trying to figure whether there was some trick to it but all she could see was some focus being required in order to avoid the other houses.

Stepping up to the first line, Jessa took a deep breath. Focus. Concentrate. Think blue, only the blue. Nevermind that it was constantly moving. Come on.....focus.

Jessa flung the dagger with all her might, admittedly clamping her eyes shut before the blade even left her hand. Upon opening them however, she found her dagger firmly logged in the green slot. Of course. How very typical.

Perhaps she'd keep her eyes open next time.

Etta listened to the professor's instructions, thinking this was quite an interesting activity. They were going to be throwing daggers.. but it seemed like having to create new ones every time would be a bit exhausting. But it had to be done. Oh, well. She stood in line and waited for her turn, staring at the sheathed dagger in her hand before her eyes drifted towards the game board. She concentrated on where the yellow was, deciding that it wouldn't be a very difficult throw. All she had to do was focus, yeah? Easy peasy.

And soon enough, it was her turn. She concentrated on where the yellow was, her eyes narrowing slightly.. but then the colour changed to green. Wait. Oh, no. She focused on where the yellow was once more and immediately threw her dagger before the colour changed again. ... and the dagger hit the board and fell down. Oooops. Perhaps she needed to focus even more.

Trying not to look too disappointed since it was only her first attempt after all, she made her way to one of the nearby fire pits to create another dagger. She already felt like it was going to be a long and tiring activity.

Stasya had still been looking at her dagger when Professor Stewart had spoken and continued the lesson. Explaining the activity, and she widened her eyes at the announcement that they were going to be throwing their daggers. Part of her didn’t want to throw hers, mostly because she wasn’t sure it would even survive. She’d put a lot of work into making it and she didn’t want it to shatter into a million pieces. Plus, she wasn’t sure if she’d manage to make a better one, but she’d still gotten into a line when they’d been instructed to. Arguing didn’t seem like it would really work, and it wasn’t creature-related so she didn’t know if she wanted to argue anyway. It was easier to just convince herself that she’d managed to make one dagger, so that meant she could make more.

Skylar had gone, followed by Jessa and Etta. Even though none of them were in her house, she’d sort of wanted them to make it into the right holes. Or a red one, since that’d mean Gryffindor got a point. But mostly she’d just wanted them to succeed. She wanted someone to so she knew what it was supposed to look like, but also she just wanted them to succeed. And her face fell when they didn’t, besides Jessa having gotten it into a green circle. It didn’t make her any more confident that she’d manage, with her dagger that felt lighter than her wand even.

But she’d squared her shoulders as she stepped up to the line, eyeing the board and the changing colors of the holes. It seemed awfully far away, but she was still more afraid she’d hit something other than the board. That her dagger would break into a million pieces and somehow those would hurt someone. She wasn’t going to know unless she tried, and she focused on one circle in the board and tossed her dagger at it, hoping beyond hope that she’d make it and her dagger wouldn’t break. But, the dagger fell just short, bouncing off the board just below the hole and falling to the ground.

At least it didn’t break?

Noelle was quite proud of her ugly dagger. She'd made one from smoke. That was something. She probably could have done better if she had a better dagger in mind, but not having touched a lot, and just glimpsed at the one that was being passed around.. hers wasn't the best. But it was hers, and she was proud.

Blink
Throwing daggers in class.
Was this a smart idea? Meaning, some of the students were clumsy. They could make mountains out of mole hills so to speak. Merlin! But this was professor Stewarts class. She was bloody brilliant. Noelle admired her a lot.

Deciding to give everyone the benefit of the doubt, that included herself because she was quite the klutz, she picked up her dagger and held it in her hand. She looked around at others daggers as they got in line. Whoa. Jessa's was magnificent. Good job.

Following behind Stasya, she waited her turn. When it was her turn, she looked at the red. Come on, you can do it Carefully, she lifted her dagger in the air. She aimed. Taking a deep breath, she let it out right as she threw the dagger. She watched it wiz in the air and hit.... yellow.

Darn.

Right. If she had more questions, she'd just ask Professor Stewart. Vivian kept that in mind, because she definitely had so many questions regarding this lesson and topic. However, the blonde's attention was diverted to her friend, Skylar, when she complimented her dagger. "Thank you," she beamed at the brunette. Vivian was pretty proud of her work as well. It was simple, yet personalised and if anyone tried to steal it, it'd have her name of it so the person would be reminded that he/he was a thief. Ahem.

Moving on to the actual activity, Vivian was blown away by what they were supposed to do. They were tasked to THROW daggers? Sure, that sounded really fun -- her inner Gryffindor side that she inherited from her dad was excited -- but if she were to be honest, she was so sure her mum wouldn't be too happy with having to place Vivian on such place. Ehhh, anyway... the Slytherin remained positive and went over to join the rest. "Professor, will we be able to keep our daggers after class?" It seemed unlikely, but Vivian didn't want to dispose her beautifully engraved dagger all too soon.

Once it was her turn to make a shot at the bean bag toss thing, Vivian was reminded of that classic, Romeo and Juliet. She was holding a dagger... so she was going to take this chance. She held her dagger in position, aiming for a green hole. "O happy dagger, this is thy sheath. There rust and let me..." The Slytherin then tossed in hopes of it entering one for her house. Instead, it nearly went inside and bounced off. "Shoot!" Meh.

SIGHS. Vivian went back to the fire-pit to create a new dagger.

They're going to... throw a dagger.

Well, at least Professor C wanted them to toss a sheathed one because she could not imagine if it's not and someone carelessly threw it wrong. Let's just not think about that possibility. With a silver dagger in her hand, Ava waited in line behind Vivian until she got her turn for throwing time. The Gryffindor did have experience in muggle basketball, it did count as experience in throwing things for sport, right? Although this time she had to do that with daggers, and only with one hand.

Once she got her turn, Ava carefully observed the circle and tried aiming it on red one, obviously. She took a very deep breath and threw the dagger to the red circle. And.... missed. Typical her that she'd never succeed anything on her first try, huh.

Kyle went to a fire pit and waved his wand in a circle around the smoke. "Fumus lamina." There appeared a deformed but sheathed dagger with a safety latch on it. At least the dagger wasn't going to be in danger of slipping out of the sheath. He went to one of the lines and waited his turn. Once he had reached the front of the line, he stepped up and held the dagger by the point, the way he was taught to. He never was good at this throwing business. He cautiously aimed for a green hole, tossed the dagger, then watched as it bounced just to the right of a red hole. Oh well, so much for that. Maybe if the dagger had been balanced better he would have done alright. He went back to the fire pit to create a new one.

Etta took a deep breath, trying to focus on the dagger and the sheath she wanted to create. Once she had the image fixed in her mind, she eyed the smoke drifting upwards from the pit and spoke loud and clear. "Fumus Lamina." .. and accompanied it with a circular motion around the smoke with her wand. She waited for a couple of moments and just when she thought it had not worked and that she'd have to try again, Etta watched the dagger form. Awesome. Once she had the newly formed dagger with it's sheath in her hand, she stood in line to try her luck.

Once it was her turn, FINALLY, she concentrated on the board, completely focused on the yellow. C'mon Etta, it's easy. You can do this. Within a few seconds, she threw the sheathed dagger and watched it.. fall into the yellow coloured hole! What? Did that actually happen? She did IT?! What even. That was so unexpected. She beamed proudly and moved towards one of the fire pits again to create another one. Hey, this wasn't all that bad.. really. All she had to do was focus.

Moving away from the head of the line, Jessa went back to the fire. She would be needing another dagger to take a second crack at it and naturally she felt she needed to after earning Slytherin those points the way she just did. They may not have been leading the point board but that wasn't the point.

It was a feat in itself but the Ravenclaw tried her hardest not to be distracted by those who were still lined up and throwing their daggers--whoa that last one was a good one.

Dammit, focus Jessa!

She watched the smoke, conditioning her mind to imagine it forming the dagger as she had done earlier. Getting it right just now, she felt she could ride on the momentum and get it right a second time.

"Fumus Lamina!"

The Ravenclaw watched her dagger come in to focus, holding her breath as she reached for it. Nothing would be able to compare to the disappointment she would feel if it was fused to the sheath again. When she felt she was fully prepared, she pulled the blade and sighed deeply in relief at the fact it was a separate entity. She'd done the spell right a second time!!!!

Quite pleased with herself, Jessa skipped right back into the line, ready to take another crack at this board."[/b]

Emmeline beamed at Professor Stewart when the teacher had come over and watched her attempts at dagger-making. The professor's comments made it clear that she had liked her answer about vampires after all! Yay!

As a result, the first year felt much more cheered up as she listened to the professor's instructions for the main activity. She wasn't too sure about this throwing-daggers business, so she placed her correct dagger on the floor and lined up clutching the half-finished one she'd first made instead. Its "edge" or ending point was totally flat and dull, so she didn't think it would really hurt anyone if something happened. Besides, she wanted to play Chaser position on some kind of informal Quidditch team someday, and this was kind of a cool way to practice! Maybe she'd ask Professor Stewart if she could play with this board when there weren't any lessons going on sometime.

From her place in line, Emmeline watched as her classmates took their turns and at least some of them were successful! This made her feel even better about the whole thing, because obviously success was possible. Jessa hadn't missed -- though she had gotten it in the wrong hole -- so Emmeline gave her an encouraging smile as the older girl went to make a new dagger. Stasya's just barely missed, but Emmeline was sure that her friend would get it next time!

Emmeline bounced a little on her feet as she got closer and closer to the head of the line, because she was kind of nervous about this now. When it was finally her turn, she took careful aim and lobbed it right into a hole! The only problem was, it had turned from red to blue RIGHT after she let go of the dagger! Emmeline made a face at the board, 'cause that was totally not fair, before going back to her seat to grab the proper dagger she'd made from smoke earlier. She would get that silly board next time!

Was it just her or did it not take very long for her to end up at the front of the line? It felt like she'd only just run off to get herself another dagger and now her she was at the first line again, ready to take aim and hopefully win her house some points.

Last time when she'd aimed for the blue, it landed on green....which gave her a little insight despite the erratic movements of the colour.

Basically, it wasn't likely to help if she aimed for the one she wanted. That was the theory and she would stick to it until proven otherwise. That being the case, Jessa took aim at the yellow, believing completely that there was no way in Merlin's beard the dagger would actually hit it.

The Ravenclaw locked her gaze on the target and reminded herself at the very last second that she would have to keep her eyes open. Sadly, the moment the dagger left her hand, they clamped right shut, too anxious about the results of her throw. A part of her was confident it had not hit the yellow but another part of her worried it might have landed on Slytherin a second time!

Currently, most of her friends were Slytherins but it didn't mean she was trying to help them win the House Cup, jeez!

Slowly, she pried her eyes open, the anticipation building, but it all fell flat when she realized the dagger DID hit the yellow mark for a whopping 10 points. How even and WHY???

Was this even legal??

Olivia hadn't moved an INCH.... She'd sat transfixed as her classmates began working on transfiguring daggers. She was so terrified that she could hardly move. Literally glued to the spot with her own fear. No...no...no....noooo. Could she just...Was there..........Maybe...maybe something else she could do so that her grade wasn't ruined due to her mental incapability to perform this magic?

Though, anything would be difficult right now, given the panic that was slowly building in her chest. So much so that there may have been tears in her eyes.

No, no...she was crying...

Oh, no...

"I....I need to go." Was all she said as she began collecting her things. She'd just have to make something up later, as she was not at all comfortable being in the room right now.

People had continued to try to get points, but Stasya was a bit confused. Mostly because her dagger hadn’t broken like she had expected it to, but also she wasn’t sure if she wanted to try and throw it a second time or just keep it safe. She still felt like it was way too fragile to actually be used for much, and it was pretty. That made her kind of want to save it, but then that meant she’d have to try to make another dagger too and she really wasn’t sure if the third time was going to be the charm. Instead, she’d stood to the side for a while, watching as Emmeline went and Jessa tried a couple more times but still didn’t seem like she was happy with the results. At least she’d made it into one of the holes?

She’d finally crept over toward one of the fire pits again to cast the spell on another curl of smoke, though, focusing every fiber of her being on making a better dagger. A dagger that she wouldn’t be afraid to throw at the board, that she wouldn’t be afraid would shatter into a million pieces even though her other one didn’t either. “Fumus lamina!” She practically held her breath after she’d said the incantation, not letting it out until she saw a dagger appear. A small dagger, but when she’d picked it up it seemed heavier than her first real one did. So maybe that meant it was better, and she started to get back in line to try again.

Until she heard Liv, and her grey-green eyes flickered over to the older girl and widened as she saw she was crying. She didn’t like that at all, but she also was torn. Maybe Professor Stewart wouldn’t let her stop and go hug her instead of throwing her other dagger. Maybe she’d actually lose points if she just got out of line and stopped. But part of her kind of wanted to.

Uuuuuh...okay but...he had YET to actually make a dagger from the smoke.

Fidgeting where he sat and gripping his wand apprehensively, Derf repeated the incantation several more times to himself in frantic desperation to get it right. If that stupid S wasn't in the incantation he would TOTALLY have it. It made him wonder why and how it was with friends and certain select other things that he was able to get things said without his stutter...but when it came to spells...nope. He HAD been working on things with Professor Hirsch...but that was out the window now. Derf would rather avoid that man as much as possible. Which was SAD considering how much he had grown to like Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Uh...anyway...conjuring a dagger...right.

Taking a moment to observe his classmates transfiguring their daggers and tossing them at the target, Derf TRIED his best to focus. Again, the wand movement was simple enough...buuuuuuuut...

"Fumus-s-s Lamina!" he repeated, waving his wand about some of the smoke to no immediate effect. Er... "FUMU-------S LAMINA!" To his delight,
the smoke began to consolidate and form, er, form SOMETHING! In the next few seconds what his attempt had produced was not a dagger but more a...melted mass of something that he SUPPOSED could have been a dagger if you looked at it upside down and at a certain angle. Maybe. It was LONG at least instead of a ball?

Er...hurrying so no one could see his failed attempt properly, Derf quickly ran up to the line and gave it a toss...entirely missing the intended target. "Gosh DARN," he said in an exaggerated tone with a swinging finger snap. Ooooooh well...

Preparing to make another transfiguration attempt...Derf spotted Olivia out of the corner of his eye CRYING and moving towards her things. THIS WAS HIS CHANCE TO MAKE UP FOR CHARMS CLASS! Without a second thought, Derf left his spot and went over to her. "D-Do you need help?" he asked gently. "Or a hug?" He was really good at those. Natalie had even told him once that he was really good at giving them.

Making her way around the room, checking everyone's work to fully ensure that no one was getting careless, Professor Stewart stopped when she heard someone talking to her. Unsurprisingly this question had been expected, honestly she thought it would have been asked much sooner than now and therefore didn't seem in the least surprised. "I can not allow you to take it with you but if you'd meet with me after the lesson is over we can discuss keeping it somewhere else for you, if you'd like." Perhaps they can make a special case for it together using Transfiguration and keep it safely in the Transfiguration Practice Room if she wanted to use it there from time to time.



While most of the students were practicing, Camilla noticed that Olivia hadn't moved at all. Moving across the room to check on her it was then that she saw the girl was crying and hurrying to put her things away. It was clear that this was connected what had happened earlier and she needed to speak with her. "Would you like someone to go with you?" She didn't want her walking around so upset on her own. "If you'd like to come to my office later we can talk about it?" She hadn't meant to upset anyone with the days lesson, just strictly teach them about different forms of the subject.



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Still feeling badly about upsetting one of her students the professor had to keep herself in check and finish the lesson. After the lesson was over she would check-in on Olivia to see if she was alright. Anything she could do to avoid discomfort to her students during her lessons she would do but it was difficult with Transfiguration.

Right now her attention had to return to the other students. So far all was well and she had to hand it to those that were forming daggers without much trouble. "You're doing wonderful everyone! You have about fifteen or so minutes left before this activity is finished." There would still be a few minutes left then if she ended the activity at that time.


OOC: There's about 24 hours left for this activity! You're all doing amazing!

Awwww. They can't keep them? Vivian sighed but looked up and gave the woman a "thank you, Professor," before moving on to create another dagger. This time, she didn't even want to make it intricate and detailed. If they were just going to toss and throw the daggers, there was apparently no need to make it look that good.

The blonde went towards a fire-pit and took her wand out again. Yup, this was probably going to be just an ordinary dagger. "Fumus Lamina..." the Slytherin, with her wand circling the smoke. She focused on getting a rather ordinary and normal-looking dagger, or perhaps maybe even a plastic one. And because she was too indecisive, the dagger and its sheath appeared to be a hybrid of both metal and plastic. Vivian blinked at the result of her spell work, but shrugged when she reminded herself that they'd just toss it anyway. She made her way to the end of the line.

And she had to wait. Once it was her turn again, Vivian observed the changing colours. The blonde waited for one of the circles to turn green before tossing it towards the hole. And... YES! She had earned four point for her house. Pretty pleased with herself, Vivian went back to create another dagger.

This was kinda exhausting, really. And that Gryffindor girl who had left? She felt a little bad that she cried, even when Vivian didn't know the reason why.

Kyle finally came to the front of the line again with his newly formed dagger. The wretched thing wasn't as deformed as his first one, but it wasn't quite right, either. It probably wouldn't fly very well, but he had to try. He stepped up to the line and held the end, carefully aiming for a green hole. He tossed it and watched it fly toward the hole, only to have it change colors at the last second, scoring some points for Ravenclaw. He frowned. He would have actually made it if it hadn't changed colors! Oh well, he thought, and went back to the fire pit to make another blade.

She was not satisfied with her first throw and determined to do better for her next turn. Ava stepped back from the throwing arena to create another dagger. She wasn't sure if they were allowed to create more than one and then toss it together so... Let's just focus on making one first.

From the smoke nearby, the Gryffindor focused her mind thinking about what kind of dagger she wanted to create, drawing a circle around it with her wand and cast the spell. "Fumus Lamina!" And there, a sheathed dagger appeared and ready to be thrown. Ava went back to the throwing arena and waited until it's her turn. Observing which circle that she should aim, she took a deep breath and threw the dagger to the red circle. Hopefully it wouldn't change its color.

And she did it! She earned 7 points which was... good.

Kane's brain was like...NOT there today. He wasn't sure what his deal was, lately. It was probably Saffron related, because EVERYTHING was Saffron related in this boy's mind. Still, he just felt...out of it, and as he scribbled down his notes, he wasn't really paying attention to what he was writing. He knew he'd have to sit down and actually re-read it later, but for now, he just wanted to get the info down.

And now, practice time. What were they doing again? Oh right. Changing smoke to daggers. Because that was TOTALLY safe. The incantation was kind of hard too..."FUH-moos LAWH-meen-ah...FUH-moos LAWH-meen-ah..." he grumbled a few times. Sheesh. He needed some espresso or something.

As everyone started to get down to the activity, Kane found a small corner to go sit in and practice. A puff of smoke floated nearby, and he pointed his wand at it. The circle movement was pretty easy, it was that silly incantation. He'd practiced it a few times, though, and heard many of his classmates yelling around him.

Deep breath. "Fumus Lamina," he muttered as he moved his wand in a circle around the smoke. The smoke started to move in to a dagger shape...but then stopped and POOF, it was gone. Frowning, Kane took a deep breath and practiced the incantation a few more times, before trying it on another puff of smoke that was floating by. "Fumus Lamina," he muttered again, wand moving in a circle once more. This time, it formed a dagger, and he grinned as he fell to the floor with a clang.

OH WAIT. He'd forgotten the sheath. Gosh darnit.

When she had earned four points for her house, Vivian was quite pleased. However, it wasn't much to save Slytherin from losing. She was determined to get a better score at this the next time around. She walked over to one of the fire-pits again, took her wand out, and made a circle following the smoke that had emitted from the fire. "Fumus Lamina," the blonde said, and envisioned a regular plastic dagger with a sheath. And there as her third dagger for the day. Could they not have created duplicates of their first dagger to make it easier?

And then off to the back of the room, again. This was such a patience-testing activity. Vivian sighed and moved a step closer when someone had just finished his turn in throwing.

When she was finally at the front of the line, Vivian looked for a green circle. Not even taking a moment to spare, she threw her plastic dagger at it. It had entered the hole! But just a few centimetres before it came through, the hole had turned blue.

BLINKBLINKBLINK. She had scored for the Ravenclaws. It was just one point, though. It couldn't be thaaaat bad.

Oh well, that was her mum and Auntie's house anyway. No big deal.

Miss Olivia was crying, and Emmeline didn't know why. She wanted to go over and see the older lioness, maybe give her a hug, but Professor Stewart seemed to have the situation in hand. Besides, if she was crying in class, she wouldn't want too much attention drawn to that, so she decided to get back in line instead of going over.

The first year was glad that she'd kept both of her conjured daggers, because it meant she had two already ready to throw. She'd thrown the incomplete one already, so it was a simple matter of going back to her seat and picking up the good one. It was the next turn around that she was worried about, because she'd have to make a new dagger for that. Emmeline felt that these lines seemed to get shorter the second time around. Was it just her?

As she finally approached the board, Emmeline paused to watch it for a few seconds. She wasn't going to let it trick her into throwing her dagger into the wrong color hole again, nope. Not that she could do anything about it if the board changed colors, but she was trying to see if there was a pattern to the color changing.

After a couple of seconds, the Gryffindor still couldn't work out any particular pattern. Instead, she waited until a hole near the middle just turned red before aiming and releasing her dagger towards it. Score! She'd got it in the red hole!!

HE HAD THIS PROFESSOR! HE HAD KARMIC DEPT TO PAY OFF!

Or so his BIG OL' MOONCALF sized eyes were trying to plead with the woman when she came over as well. He couldn't be TOO sure why Olivia was acting all weird...but it wasn't the fire or the smoke since she had been fine up until they had started practicing. Which made him wonder why Cameron had peeked in and then bolted earlier...but he could think about that later because right NOW Olivia was in distress.

So...she had been OKAY until...oh...well...he wasn't sure WHY - other than he had a fear of plants and any time HE saw one of those he got all frozen in place feeling like he might secrete himself and such - but he definiately recognized the look in her eyes. It was one he saw in Abey too, you know? Not entirely the same but the pit of self doubt was there along with OTHER things.

Not knowing WHAT to do but racking his brain for something transfigure-y he rolled with the first thing that came to mind. Even IF it was plant related.
Only he got about midway through his clockwise circular rotation before remembering that he really could NOT do this spell properly. Like...at all.
Oh well here goes nothing? "Orchideous--------s S-s-stiriacus?" It was wilted, lacking petals - like...there were only three on it and in varying sizes - and definitely made from something more like felt than ACTUAL flower...but he had conjured it.

A pathetic daisy.

Which he held out to Olivia to take her mind off the other things being transfigured? Maybe?

Olivia had stood, stock still, and surveyed the classroom before making a move towards the exit. Daggers were flying and it made her just a little less than uncomfortable being so close to them. What if one went astray and struck her? The blonde would need to keep her guard firmly in place whilst making her exit. Taking a tentative step in that direction....she suddenly heard...What? Was someone speaking to her?.....

Eyes quickly darting around the room, they came to rest on little Derfael. He was...offering to help her...Blinking fat tears out of her eyes, Liv offered a watery smile (as best a smile as she could manage). Let's be honest here, it still looked completely painful. "I'm.....I'm going to....to leave." With too much talking, the sobbing had grown more noticeable, so she quickly shut her mouth, shaking her head towards their professor. Did Olivia need help out of this room? Maybe...but did she want anyone disrupting their classwork?...Not really. If they were comfortable with all this, more power to them. She could sort herself out. Had been for a while now.

Liv did, however, drape her arms around the Puffer boy for just a moment....catching sight of Stasya. Her little lioness didn't need to worry herself. She'd be okay...after some tea and a snack. Hopefully. "No...I'm just.....No, it's okay."

Etta headed back to one of the fire pits once again. It actually would have been easier to create a bunch of daggers first and then throw them at the board.. that kind of would have been faster and simpler. But, anyway. She concentrated on the image of a dagger once again, imagining exactly what it would be like.. sheath and all. Once she was ready.. "Fumus Lamina!" And accompanied it with the right wand movement.. circular motion around he flames. It did get a lot easier each time around. She watched the dagger form and soon enough, she had one sitting in her hand.

She stood in line once again, watching other people throw their respective daggers at the board. Many of them got it right and some of them didn't.. Etta kept observing until it was her turn at the board. She stood ready and looked at the target, completely focusing on the yellow. It was a bit confusing since the colours continued changing but she aimed for her house colour and threw.. watching it soar through the air and reached it's target. What, even?! She did it.. again which was extremely surprising. Her aim seemed to have improved, obviously.

Stepping aside from the throwing arena, Ava went back to create another dagger. She focused on her mind about what dagger should she get, specifically with the sheath because 1) That's what Professor C wanted and 2) It's dangerous to throw an unsheathed one. The Gryffindor walked to the smoke pit, drawing a circle around while thinking about the sheathed dagger and cast the spell. "Fumus Lamina!"

After obtaining the dagger, she went back in line, waiting for her turn to throw it. Based on her first success on throwing this, Ava probably should wait for a moment while observing the circle because there's a changing color possibility, you know? Once she was sure of it, Ava threw the dagger to the red circle and... SCORE! 2 points for Gryffindor and she's pretty satisfied about it.