Norah wrote the incantation down on her parchment and set her quill down, picking up her wand in its place. "Alacer. Alacer. Ah-lay-sur," she muttered under her breath. It didn't seem tooooo hard. The second year vacated her seat and approached the front of the room to get a camera. She returned to her spot and eyed it with interest, because free stuff, yay! Smiling at her new camera friend, Norah found the button she was supposed to press and then set it down on the table. Should she wait for someone to partner up with her or could she just take pictures randomly? Somebody? Anybody? Meep.