This was all very perplexing. As if the smell of the swamp wasn't bad enough, she was starting to smell like that too. Ugh. It'd take forever for her to get the stench out of her nose now. Man. Who's brilliant idea was this??? Lex gazed sceptically at her boat. Back at the start of term when she'd made one, the Professor's grandkid floated along just fine but he was in no real danger, this swamp was deep, she didn't know where it got deep but thankfully she hadn't rolled more than a little into it. Too bad that wasn't enough to save her from the horrid scent. UuUUuUuugggg.

What would be the next lesson? Did she have time for a quick shower before then on account of this being such a huge emergency? Surely there had to be exceptions to the late rule unless the next Professor wanted their classroom smelling like swamp.

Out of habit, there was another glance behind her before she got into the boat--that wobbled some, MERLIN HELP HER IF IT TIPPED OVER!! She steadied herself then drew her wand again, figuring she wasn't about to stick her hand in there and row like that. "You are not allowed to kill me boat! I made you!" No...just no, it would take hours and a week's worth of showers.

Now then. "Talea!" Horizontal line yesss...and the loop at the end then BAM, a paddle for the win. Somehow she'd have to make sure her arms never gave up. Had to get to the beach otherwise she'd fail after everything she'd already been through.