The bird was still at large.

She just...didn't know anymore. How worth it was that bird? Surely there was an easier way of earning 10 points for Gryffindor and this thing, it obviously wasn't in the mood nor the mindset to be caught and she fully agreed. Freedom was a beautiful thing and right now it was enjoying it--or trying to. See all the wands pointed at it? Hers included? There had to be some kind of deeper irony in this situation but she wasn't a Ravenclaw and wasn't interested in looking for it.

After this class, she was taking her kneazle and they were going bird hunting, just to blow off the frustration this bird was causing. Not real birds of course, they did nothing to her and that would be mean. Conjured ones that Felix enjoyed chasing.

Once again, Lex locked on to the bird, watching it taunting them, telling them they didn't have a proper shot at it no matter how many of them took aim. It was a little insulting if you thought about it. Right now the bird got what it wanted. She continued tracing the birds movement with her wand, always trying to keep the wand pointed ahead of the bird until she figured she'd gotten another chance at a good shot.

"Impedimenta!"