Beatrice can't help but think about their recent Transfiguration Class. That was a very entertaining lesson. Not to mention the chaos it caused to both girls and boys who didn't want to look clownish. But nevertheless, everyone seemed to enjoy it.

She herself did and that is why she feels like practicing the spells they did. Beatrice can't help but remember what color her hair turned out. It was the Hogwarts Houses. How it came out to be like that, she doesn't know. But too much for the thoughts, she pulled her wand from her pocket and muttered, "Felintas." She can almost feel her hair changing length. Even though she haven't seen it, she knew it was now short for that was what she had concentrated on having.

And true enough, when she pulled out a mirror and looked at it. Her long hair was now only above her shoulder. She hadn't cleaned her face of the make up she had put on at the Class so she still looks a clown now.

"Ristaris," she said, tapping the top of her head once. And when she looked at the mirror, her hair had changed its color, it was blue and yellow. More like the Ravenclaw House colors. She smiled and rolled her eyes. Her ristaris spell sure does like the Hogwarts Houses.

She pulled out her handkerchief from her pocket and started wiping her make up. She gotta return to the Common Room now as it was getting a little late. Then, she pointed the tip of her wand on top of her head twice, "Intaris." And when she looked at the mirror, her hair returned to its normal length and color. That was enough practice for a day.