Sander had made mention about having spent some time in the dueling arena, practicing his dueling moves, in addition to getting better acquainted with his friends while dueling with them. Having best Sander a couple of times back home, while under the adult supervision of their parents, Cris decided to check out this infamous place of sweat, grunts and dueling prowess.

The moment he entered the dueling arena, he knew that he was in a place where famous witches and wizards had fought it out, sometimes not under friendly circumstances. He could imagine the amazing power of magic vibrating through this wall and he was in awe.

Noticing some dummies placed strategically at one end of the arena, Cris walked up to them and examined them. Were those scorch marks on some of them? Nah...Cris quickly brushed that thought aside even as he began smiling to himself as he walked away from them.

Glancing first to the left and then to the right, front and then a backward glance, Cris pulled out his wand and with a flick of his wrist, called out, "Incarcerous" sending ropes flying from his rope. He watched as the ropes wrapped itself around one dummy and stayed there.

Score one for Cristoffer Strand.

Cris was about to launch into another offensive move, when he noticed someone entering the dueling arena. Blinking his eyes, allowing them to adjust to the dim lighting of the arena, he immediately recognized the figure as it slowly approached him. It was Jasmine.