The smell was almost enough to make her gag, but she preferred it to the ravine a million times more. It was now time to test out her transfiguration skill. As she shuffled through her back-pack for the piece of wood she'd turned back to its original state, she wondered how deep the swamp was. If she were to fall in, would it swallow her up complete? She didn't want to find out, so her boat better work.

Finding the piece of wood and setting it down, Beverly pointed her wand at, and with a tap she said, "Lignum Navicula!" Fortunately the piece of wood expanded like a muggle umbrella, forming a boat big enough for the Slytherin.

She wasn't done there, she glanced around for a stick or branch she could use as a paddle. There was no way she was using her hands to row. Besides her bones creaking with every move she did, Beverly was NOT sticking her hands into that filthy, smelly swamp water.

Finding a tree branch that looked strong enough to row, Beverly hopped into the boat and set off toward the beach. Please don't sink, little boat.