~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. 18. Incarcerous Not forgetting her ambition to be highly capable in the department of wandless magic despite this year of 2092 being her OWL year, Rachel stood in the Practice room before one of Professor Hirsch’s dummies. Her wand was safely tucked away and she was trying to get into the right frame of mind before she got started. After a few deep breaths, she focused on the dummy and raised her right hand. So far, she had utterly and miserably failed at this type of magic and had many a time been on the verge of giving up. Had it not been for her beloved Professor Hirsch and his encouraging words, she would have. “Incarcerous.’’ Rachel focused and tried to put everything that had been taught to her into her actions. Disappointment etched her face when the ropes she had been hoping for did not appear on the dummy. “Incarcerous!’’ Thin cords appeared for a second. The Ravenclaw gasped as the cord landed on the dummy’s shoulder, her eyes widening. “Goodness! Something finally happened!’’ Excitement took over her and she rushed off to tell Hirsch.
It wasn’t much but it was encouraging. |