As soon as Nigel tagged her, Louisa jumped from her position leg-crossed on the grass and fumbled with her skirt to get her wand out all-sword-like, only her hands ended up tangled in her wide sleeves and then the hem of her shirt and-- yeah, not very graceful. The wand was out, though, after a second of struggle and Louisa pointed it at the stick closing her eyes and conjuring a clear image of a coracle in her head. Moving her wand in the right circular motion and uttering, "Vegrandis Navis!" Her eyelids cracked open and before her was indeed a nice-looking coracle.

Louisa tucked her wand back in and half-dragged half-carried it toward the lake, plopping it onto the water before carefully and rather clumsily getting inside, the coracle swaying dangerously from left to right and Louisa's eyes grew wide as she spread out her hands, one of them holding the paddle, and waited for it to steady itself. When she was sure the Giant Squid wouldn't have her body as a snack today, she started paddling toward their team's pole. The paddle hitting the coracle without making her go further that much, she frowned down at it and straightened herself while still sitting on her knees. Shifting the paddle to another corner and positioning her hands in a different way, the Ravenclaw started paddling again... this time without hitting the coracle. The pole started inching closer and closer as Louisa felt her muscles moving and tensing because of this rare activity that the bookworm only did in classes and when points were awarded for. Heh.

As she reached the pole, she grabbed onto it untying tone of the left ribbons and tossing it into the coracle. Four ribbons left. Phew. She picked up the paddle again and started stirring the old boat around the pole to head back to the shore where the rest of her teams were waiting. If paddling out was tricky, then stirring the boat with the paddle was super tricky. Pushing against the water by the paddle in a flat straight motion did the trick eventually and Louisa went back to paddling from each side of the coracle to move herself forward. Her chest and arms starting to throb slightly from the exercise.

As soon as she made it to the ground, she tucked the paddle under one arm, took her ribbon from the coracle's floor and hopped out of the boat almost falling face-first. But she stretched her hand out half-tagging half-supporting herself on the next person.