Way to go, Bernadette! Aboli held out a gloved hand for the girl to high five. "Cool! Look at you." She smiled encouragingly at Bernie, and with her free hand sent a quick jelly-brain hex at Bernie, saying the spell under her breath.

Did she feel a little bad? Sure. But she had to look at it as a way of practice for Bernie - and honestly? Herself. They hadn't gotten to duel much last term with magic POOFING on them halfway through, and it was quite exhilarating practice indeed. Bernie would probably deflect it, right? Aboli had just witnessed her quick reflexes! But then again - the Slytherin had performed a sneak attack.

SO SHE WOULD SEE.

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That light really did hurt her eyes despite her attempts to protect them. Claudine didn’t know who cast it but whomever it was, they were so inconsiderate. But whatever. She wasn’t going to let whoever it was get the sack. Her fingers instinctively curled around the object to clutch at it tighter. Gosh, it was as though she were blinded and she was distracted. So, so distracted and it took her a few more seconds to recall that she had been assigned a task by Trent.

Right.

The sack she had been trying to steal from Heath. Claudine lowered her arm and opened her eyes cautiously. But where was Heath? Claudine blinked in confusion. Why the smoke? She had no idea, of course, what he was planning. When the smoke finally did clear, the Snakette eyed Heath with suspicion. He certainly seemed normal: there was nothing different about his appearance, at least. Wait… the sack was missing. Claudine’s eyebrows creased. Had someone surrounded him in smoke then snatched the sack? And why wasn’t he trying to get the one she held in her hand?

Maybe he was just messing with her. Maybe he wanted her to think the sack was no longer in his possession.

“Accio sack! Accio sack!’’ She’d try a few more times just to be sure the sack really was gone.

Heath’s dark eyes darted from the pocket where he hid the sack to Claudine, and he noticed her eyeing him with suspicion. Oh, no! She didn’t think he was deliberately deceiving her, did she? She should know him better than that! It was Trent that he was trying to fake out, not her. He couldn’t very well just hand her his sack! That would only land them both in trouble, which was the very thing he was trying to avoid!

His mind raced. What else could he do to help her find the sack without attracting unwanted attention? He was running out of ideas and starting to internally panic, though no sign of emotion showed on his face. The series of summoning charms from Claudine eased his mind somewhat. Good, she caught on!

The sack lifted out of Heath’s pocket and sailed through the air toward Claudine. He made a couple of futile grabs for it before raising his wand. He had to look like he was at least trying to get it back, but he’d never cast a spell with the intention of getting it wrong before. That sounded hard! A look of intense concentration crossed his face, a look that one might easily mistake for determination. Don’t work, get it wrong, he thought with every bit of will he had as he made the wand movement for the summoning charm. “Accio sack,” he said, his voice barely audible. Don’t work, don’t work… He watched nervously; the sack paused midair for a second, then continued on its path to Claudine, closer and closer until it was near enough for her to grab...

Was her partner giving her permission to go after the boy's sack? She couldn't be sure. Maybe it was just a way to get her distracted so the prefect could come after her own sack and make her go into detention. Could you even put a teacher kid into detention? She would have to ask Curtis, he would know that answer.

For now though she wasn't going to take her eyes off the older student. "Yeah? Should I? I mean are we supposed to go against each other or work together to take other people's?" She thought it was take your partners, but maybe, just maybe they could do a plot twist and work together.

She glanced at Morgan again just to see his partner almost flying towards him. She couldn't help but giggle. Why were classes so funny?

AND SEE SHE WOULD. Bernie was easily distracted by the high-five from a GLOVED hand, and returned it, not at all hearing what in the world Aboli had said under her breath. She was probably just coaching herself to do better next time, wasn't she?

So even though Bernie's shield was up, she didn't raise it high enough to cover her head entirely, and the jelly-brain hex did indeed brush over the top of Bernie's hair, hitting her bun and making her feel a bit... troll-like?

"Huh," the fourth year grunted. "Huh huh?" Blinkblinkblinkblink. "Aboli!" You! "ROTTER!" Something! Had! Happened! To! Her! OR!? QUESTION MARK? Her hair?!

GRUUUUUUHUHHHHHHHHUUUUUNNNNT????????????!

The whole detention was harsh but Cole figured that if Trent ended up giving half the class detentions then he'd have Cece for company. He could do worse. Looking around at his paired up classmates Cole asked "Who's sacks shall we try to go for Bernie and Aboli's or Avalon and Nanette's?" Or did Cece have a better idea of who to attack?

Nodding he agreed "Yes good idea; you make a fantastic distraction and I use a DADA spell like collosho or accio to have time to get their sacks." Unless it backfires on them, but hey at least they had tried then. Pulling out his wand Cole was ready to act. Cece just had to choose the target.

Torin looked up from his really bad hiding spot corner at Charlie. Working together? Huh. Why hadn't he thought of that? He was the Hufflepuff, teamwork is like - their thing.

He smiled and eagerly nodded his head. He was getting kind of lonely bored in the corner anyways. "Want to mess with everyone?" His smile quickly turning into a smirk. "I have an idea. What if we run around the room casting jinxes and curses on everyone, picking up their bags along the way? We'll have to keep our shields up though." He was getting very excited. "You should stick your bags to the inside of your pockets!"

Oops! Maybe that was too loud. He was excited to see everyone fall win, okay?

Charlie listened to what he had to say, jinxing some of their classmates might actually work in their favor. “Well what exactly would you say we should use for protection?” This subject wasn’t her strong suit. She needed all the help she could get. “Oh how did you do yours. The one I know doesn’t stick like this its like a temporary thing.” That she knew because of her younger siblings. They were a nuisance.”[/b]

SPOILER!!: Heath

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Heath’s dark eyes darted from the pocket where he hid the sack to Claudine, and he noticed her eyeing him with suspicion. Oh, no! She didn’t think he was deliberately deceiving her, did she? She should know him better than that! It was Trent that he was trying to fake out, not her. He couldn’t very well just hand her his sack! That would only land them both in trouble, which was the very thing he was trying to avoid!

His mind raced. What else could he do to help her find the sack without attracting unwanted attention? He was running out of ideas and starting to internally panic, though no sign of emotion showed on his face. The series of summoning charms from Claudine eased his mind somewhat. Good, she caught on!

The sack lifted out of Heath’s pocket and sailed through the air toward Claudine. He made a couple of futile grabs for it before raising his wand. He had to look like he was at least trying to get it back, but he’d never cast a spell with the intention of getting it wrong before. That sounded hard! A look of intense concentration crossed his face, a look that one might easily mistake for determination. Don’t work, get it wrong, he thought with every bit of will he had as he made the wand movement for the summoning charm. “Accio sack,” he said, his voice barely audible. Don’t work, don’t work… He watched nervously; the sack paused midair for a second, then continued on its path to Claudine, closer and closer until it was near enough for her to grab...

Would you look at that?

Claudine hardly dared to believe that the sack was actually still on Heath? This left her still very puzzled by the smoke. Even though Heath attempted to grab the sack, she didn’t in turn try to stop him. She didn’t really care about detention. And in any case, DADA wasn’t one of her strongest subjects, she was not realising. Trent as the professor to the subject only made it worse for her and this fact provided no motivation for her.

The fourth year reached out and grabbed the sack, now having a total of two in her possession. At the precise moment, it finally dawned on her. “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?” came her very quiet question after she moved closer to Heath. Her head tilted back, she studied his face. “You didn’t have to. I’m not afraid of a little detention.’’

Oh, right! She's a year younger than him. She won't have learned some of the same spells yet. "Have you learned the shield spell, Contego, yet? It's a shield spell although you'll have to cast it a few times and be on guard for any attacks."

Torin quickly cast another Protego as he turned his back to the group and faced Charlie. "Here, I can help with the permanent sticking charm. It takes a bit to get used to, but with practice you'll be able to do it on your own. It's diutirnus affigo." He cast as he held his wand over one of his own bags that were in an inner pocket of his robes to be able to show her. "Can I do yours now? We should get to the others soon before the Professor calls it off."

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Naya was trying to get a plan together when one of the new Gryffindor firsties made her an offer. “Sure, I’ll be your partner. We didn’t get a chance to meet at the feast. I’m Naya.” Having introduced herself, the seventh year now felt pressure to come up with an idea to save them both from detention. So why was she drawing a complete blank?

”Soooo, we’ve got to try to take each other’s bag of stones, but we need to make sure that we both end up with a bag when the activity is over. That is unless you want to go to detention. I know I don’t.” Naya figured that she could use some spells to get her partner’s bag.......maybe. Then she asked him, “Do you know any spells?” If not, he would have to try to take her bag the old fashioned way. Either they both had to take each other’s stones or they both had to hold onto theirs. No one was going to detention on Naya’s watch.

Did he want detention? Absolutely not! He would be MORTIFIED if he got detention in his first class - and before Ingrid at that. He grinned and shook his head. "No, I do NOT want that at all. So...should we just do what the other groups are doing? Swap bags?" he asked, dropping his voice so Trent couldn't hear them. He liked that idea because technically, TECH-NIC-ALLY that wasn't breaking the rules of the lesson! Being a good Gryffindor, Adam was all in favor of technicalities.

OH! An idea popped into his head. "I can do accio! It's super easy. I was practicing it last night with my blanket," he explained. He stopped short of telling her it was his frog blanket from home because he was obviously a very cool eleven year old who did NOT sleep with blankies, no sir.

Sophie was just about to respond when there was a sudden, huge flash of bright light. She reached up quickly to cover her eyes. The light was so bright that it made her feel a bit dizzy. Once her eyes had recovered, she glanced around to find the culprit, ready to give a good glare, but so much was going on that it was impossible to tell who had done it. Looking around the room there was total chaos. Some of the older students were casting spells, mainly summoning spells. A few of the first years were scuffling over their sacks. Madness.

"That's really nice of you, Ashley," said Sophie. "I've got an idea though. Have you ever heard of the Muggle game hot potato? Let's take turns handing each other our stones and when the Headmaster calls time whoever has both sacks wins and the other will get detention. That seems fair, right?"

Sophie demonstrated by taking Ashley's proffered sack while also removing her own from within her robes so that she held both of them in her hand. "Now it's your turn to grab them," she said.

Ashley laughed. Of course she knew about hot potato. "Ok I guess. But we have to do it quietly, so that people won't come and snatch both. And we could use spells to make it look more real." She raised her wand. "This is like, the only spell I know yet. Wingardium Leviosa." She levitated both sacks toward her. "OH WOW." she said. "I got it. Wow." It was loud enough to be heard nearby to make it look real, but not loud enough to draw attention. She smirked. "Now your turn."

Hmmmmm.

Picking who to go after was an extremely important job and Cecelia considered her options SUPER carefully before nudging Cole and nodding in Bernie and Aboli's general direction. "Looks like Bernie is already kind of distracted, so let's act quickly!" Like super duper quick, Cole! No time to waste!

The fourth year approached Bernie and giggled loudly and tilted her head and pointed from Aboli to Bernie all interested like, eyebrows raised. "What'd you do to her? She's making all kinds of silly noises. Sounds kind of like a troll!" Cue Cecelia demonstrating said noise and what she assumed to be a troll strut to go with it. This distraction was AMAZING, did Cole see?

Lucas felt a great sense of relief wash over him at the grin. It could only mean one thing: that she was going to partner up with him. Why else would she be grinning? Because he was easy to beat since this was his worst subject? ........ Maybe. He wouldn't blame her if she did think. that.

But then the fellow seventh year started speaking and......... uhhhhhhh????????? A duel. A dUEL?!

Hello, internal screaming.

The smile instantly vanished. He could already see how this mini duel was going to turn out. Carsyn was probably going to be great at it - didn't she do duelling club?! - while Lucas............ well. He just knew that this duel wasn't going to last very long.

If anything, he would've liked to go with the second option but he didn't have a game on him either which only meant one thing. "Well, I guess that's fair." he sighed, taking out his wand. He tried his best to give her a smile before walking a few steps away from her. Just a few, but not close enough that she could easily grab his sack of stones.

Reaching the right spot, Lucas turned around and held his wand up, getting into his best duelling stance. It was okay. This was going to be oKAY.

"Ready, Carsyn?"

SPOILER!!: Claudine <3

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Would you look at that?

Claudine hardly dared to believe that the sack was actually still on Heath? This left her still very puzzled by the smoke. Even though Heath attempted to grab the sack, she didn’t in turn try to stop him. She didn’t really care about detention. And in any case, DADA wasn’t one of her strongest subjects, she was not realising. Trent as the professor to the subject only made it worse for her and this fact provided no motivation for her.

The fourth year reached out and grabbed the sack, now having a total of two in her possession. At the precise moment, it finally dawned on her. “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?” came her very quiet question after she moved closer to Heath. Her head tilted back, she studied his face. “You didn’t have to. I’m not afraid of a little detention.’’

So far, everything had gone according to plan. Heath had expected Claudine to catch his sack; he’d also expected her to catch on to what was happening. What he didn’t expect was for her to say so out loud. It wasn’t a stretch for him to act surprised at that question. He blinked, genuinely caught off guard. Merlin, he hoped Headmaster Trent didn’t overhear that, or if he did, Heath hoped he wouldn’t believe it. Then it would be all for nothing!

Oh, yes I did have to, Heath thought; he loved her and wanted to make things better for her… but there was no way he was saying that out loud, especially not now! He knew he would have to choose his next words carefully. He didn’t want to lie to Claudine, nor did he want to to accidentally tip off the headmaster. “Why do you think that?” he replied, just as quietly.. “You know how useless I am at spells.” While he had been improving, it wasn’t a lie; he still struggled with wandwork in classes.

“See?” He aimed his wand, again making the wand movement for the summoning charm. This time he was more confident he could get it wrong on purpose because he’d already done it once. “Accio sacks,” he said, visualizing the sacks staying firmly in Claudine’s hand. Get it wrong, don’t work, he thought with all his concentration, and… nothing happened. With a resigned sigh, he lowered his wand and moved behind Claudine, his hand positioned as if he planned to try to grab the sacks in a sneak attack. He hadn’t heard Headmaster Trent call time yet, so until that happened, he had to keep up the act. “I know,” he whispered, the words meant to both answer the question and acknowledge that Claudine wasn’t afraid of detention.

You’re not afraid of anything, are you? Heath thought, stifling a smile He wished he could be more like her in that way, but he wasn’t and probably never would be… no matter how hard he tried.

A slow smile curled its way onto her face. It had worked? Somehow. That was dead cool. And the noise Bernie had made completely maaaaaade her laugh. She thought about trying to find the pouch that Bernie had hidden, but she decided not to and just let this hex roll its course.

They did, however, have visitors, and Aboli abruptly grabbed Bernie and PULLED her to her side, pointing her wand in from of them. "Protego Maxima!" she cried, putting up a shield between herself and Bernie and the other two approaching. "Try and get our sacks and you die, got it?" she growled, VERY prepared for a much worse hex to send at them if they even TRIED.

Minjae had expected that Nem would attack him from behind, it was something that he would have done, but once he had turned around, he saw no one apart from the other students. Dark brown eyes still blinking to get rid of the dark sports in his vision, the Hufflepuff tried to scan the room hoping to catch a glimpse of the Slytherin somewhere in the crowd.

Until he felt something poke against his back and for a split second he thought it was Nem but upon hearing the young girl’s voice he went back to looking around. He did raise his hands though, young or not, experienced or not, a wand was still a wand. Her trying to be intimidating was adorable though. WHERE WAS HE?

Just as his vision started to better itself, Minjae saw the Slytherin in the corner of his eyes and immediately lowered his right arm to protect his bag and he let out a curse when he was too late. His bag was gone….

But the competitive fire in his eyes seemed to flare up. He spun around , eyes following the direction Nem went to before turning to Kennedi. ”Either help me get it back or i will steal yours right now. Your choice” he said as he looked down at the third year. He was NOT going to get a detention over something like this. And he knew he could steal a bag from his fellow students but his mind was only set on Nemesis.

Valencia offered the younger girl a smile after they switched bags. "Thank you. Now we both win." she said pocketing the bag.

Everyone else seemed to be getting... completely out of hand. In fact, she nudged the younger girl to the side as a loose spell headed their way.

"Erm... maybe we ought to move to the edge of the classroom." Because she was guessing the younger girl had no idea how to protect herself and Valencia had serious doubts about her teaching skills.

Morgan wasn't certain if Kale had used a sticking charm on his sack like he himself had, in fact he wasn't even sure if his mate's sack was even on his person. He must have hidden it or done something with it when he had his back turned. But he figured a summoning charm was as good as any place to start.

And if he had caught his sack, he'd consider himself lucky. But what he did not expect was the entirety of Kale to come flying at him. Staring at his quickly approaching body like a deer caught in headlights, Morgan stood stunned until it was too late. When he finally had the sense to move out of the way, a collision was already imminent and he was knocked to the floor just as he started to shift to the left.

“Whoa, bro!” The fourteen year old lay sprawled on his back a moment, somewhat dazed. “That sorta worked.” Well, if it really worked he would have a sack of stones in his hand right now. He turned to see where Kale ended up.

Ok cool. Neither one of them wanted detention. So they would work it out. Naya smiled at her partner’s suggestion. Lowering her voice to match his, she said, “Yes, we can switch bags.” After thinking about it for a moment she realized something. ”We have to make it look real though. If the Headmasters thinks we aren’t really trying, we’ll probably get detention anyway.” Thinking that her whispering might look suspicious, Naya began to talk normally again. “You can use Accio to take my bag, but make it look good. I’ll try to put up a shield and fail. It’s in my pocket.”

Naya thought about which spell she might use to get her partner’s bag. She had a couple of ideas and she just needed to pick one. Finally she said, “I’m going to throw a spell at you now. Pretend like I caught you off guard and I’ll take it.” Naya kept talking randomly and then suddenly pulled out her wand. “Wingardium Leviosa”, she said hoping to levitate her partner’s bag to her hand.

Bernie didn't have much say in this all as Aboli pulled her to the side, BUT, what she was thinking was that Cece was doing a very crude impression either of her or of the trolls from that class everyone besides her took, and it wasn't very nice OR very good. Bernie's huh sound HAD MORE OF A TUNE TO IT than that, thankyouverymuch.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?" she said again, blinking and poking Aboli roughly in the shoulder. Bernie's stones were long fogotten by her; she probably wouldn't even be able to dig them up from where she'd hidden them on herself if Trent asked for them back, AND she had long given up on maintaining her shield spell. So good thing, she supposed, that Aboli was here to threaten her friends for her! But she was poking Aboli because wouldn't this be easier if Bernie's brain were firing on all cylinders instead of just half a one?!

The Headmaster remained by the window watching the group for only so long as it took them to get started before turning his attention back toward the outside. It was there, somewhere. If he could get his hands on an updated map of it, he could begin combing through it systematically. With about half the students about to end up in detention, it would be a solid little cohort to put to work.

He glanced back in time to see the talkative question poser from the first suddenly casting a blinding light and you know what? It earned the faintest of smirks. Some...some of them had what it took to get far in life. He'd be keeping an eye on that one from now on.

But it was time to get moving and he wasn't sure where the students stood--a direct result of quite literally paying them no mind throughout the entire activity.

"Alright, bring it in." The man accioed a piece of parchment and a quill. "Show me your sacks as you return them to the box." The one right here by his side. "If you've got more than one, give me the name of the person you intend to send to detention. If you've got more than one and present no name, you've volunteered yourself." He counted, He knew how many there should be and wouldn't tolerate heroes today.

"Let's be quick about it because we're moving on." Step right up, children. "While you're at it, I have another question, and another essay for anyone who decides they're above answering. There's a particular magical item that works under the same principle. To master it, you must first earn its respect then take it. I don't have the patience to listen to you blunder around looking for the right answer; it's the elder wand. What makes this wand so great--please, nothing as mundane as speaking to its power. We all know that already. Is it its principle? Its design? Its fickle nature? Do you personally believe this to be a good wand? Would you trust it?"

OOC: Sorry for the delay, guys. Yesterday got hectic. Onto the second question. The Headmaster is essentially asking your characters opinion on the elder wand. I'll be back to move class to the main activity in about 24-28 hrs. <3

Cole was watching Cece’s hilarious attempts at distracting Aboli and Bernie from a distance, doing his best not to laugh so he could attack their sacks. Before he had raised his wand he heard Aboli’s warning. Sheesh, what was her problem. It was just a class activity. Ignoring the warning Cole casted "Protego Maxima!" to shield both him and Cece from harm. Who knew what ideas Aboli could get. Then he focused on the nice looking sack by Bernie’s feet casting "Accio Bernie’s stone sack!" with a firm tone, expecting it to fly over to him any second now.. Spells usually worked better if you emphasized the incantation.

Then suddenly only minutes later Headmaster Trent ended the activity and expected them to return their sacks to the box. "I’ve got my sack and Bernadette’s sack." Cole told the headmaster as he went to put the sacks back in it’s box. As for the question he thought long before he raised his hand to answer. "I think the elder wand is neither good nor bad; it depends on its owner and what he/she does with it if it does good things or evil things. Like Harry Potter used it only for the good of everyone like when he defeated Voldermort once and for all by using the Elder wand. I would not trust an object that is so powerful because it will probably make you do things you will regret later." If you are even alive.

Before Torin and Charlie could act on anything Headmaster Trent called an end to the activity. Ah boo. He really wanted to steal some. Oh well.

Going over to the headmaster he took off his robes that the sacks were stuck inside of with the Permanent Sticking Charm he had no idea how to reverse. "Mine are all in here sir, sorry, permanent sticking charm. But it worked a treat!" He tried to justify. "I didn't get anyone else's though." I was trying to stay alive.

What makes this wand so great? An interesting question. Torin spoke up then, "Well sir, it's core is Thestral tail hair is it not? They're extraordinary creatures themselves and using this as it's core is only possible by accepting death if I've read correctly. I think this in itself wields a lot of weight behind it. I think I'd trust whatever wand I'm the true owner of, I wouldn't necessarily trust the people around me. Many died for another to try and gain the wand. I don't think that's something I'd want to die for." He finished.

Oh no! Ashley had two sacks now, and she had to pick between sending herself to detention and sending someone else. Of course, she'd rather send herself to detention. So when she handed in both sacks, she just looked at the headmaster coldly and didn't say a name. At least she would be in detention with Sophie now. Maybe they shouldn't have played hot potato and instead kept their sacks. Ashley felt slightly regretful. But it was too late now. "I don't think the elder wand is specifically evil, but I think it tends towards evil because of all the power. I wouldn't trust it or want to use it." No thank you. Ashley liked her wand just fine. She hoped this detention wouldn't be too bad. This activity was a chance to see who everyone's real friends are, she supposed. Right about now people with two sacks would be sending each other to detention. That would probably cause drama. Ashley refused to do that though. She thought of this less of a win against others activity and more of a how do I save me and my friends game. Maybe she should have just given both sacks to Sophie.