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Ravenclaw Second Year  x12  x12
|  DADA Lesson 1 - Post #1 (not even invisible, don't mind us) Lovely™ | Captain Hurted | Ariana's Bane | Resident Antagonist | Unparalleled Delight
Daxton had to admit, he had been hoping for something more special than this when there had been mention of a 'field trip', especially given the fact that in his mind, classes were supposed to be held in their appropriate section of the castle, and any deviation from that would have to be exceptional to make up for the fact that it was downright stressful.
He had been dubious about going to the mystery location, which was now no longer a mystery in the slightest, but Daxton was here. And, yet again, was finding himself faced with a familiar problem that cropped up time and time again in all his lessons that involved practical application of magic. He could not say the incarnation, he would not be able to cast the spell. It was not a defeatist attitude, either, but a cold hard fact, as he had already paused on the way down here to practice (too eager to wait for any formal instruction) only to be met with failure.
As students started disappearing inside the broom closet, Daxton lingered in the doorway and peered inside. It was much bigger in there than the last time he had poked his head inside out of curiosity, which made him feel only marginally better about the activity, because it was still a broom closet. Was there anyone who would willingly enter one of those with a large group of other people, where the risk for physical contact was so high, especially given the task?
But it was not as if Daxton would be literally invisible, and so nobody was likely to try and cast water or smoke spells at him to reveal him, or otherwise tackle him to the floor. In fact, the likelihood was that he would be left alone, though there was still a risk.
In the end, it was curiosity that finally drove the first year inside. He would watch the others if he could see them, see what they did. Hide himself in plain sight; if everyone was looking for invisible people, they might pay him no mind. He would try the spell again, sure, but Daxton was not stupid enough as to expect that it would work.
Inside the broom closet he went, and at once Daxton subscribed to the tactic of staying close to the walls - a tactic that actually served him well in day to day life too, as it happen. Withdrawing his wand from its 'home' up his sleeve, Daxton held it over his head and repeated the motion of wrapping a rope around himself. He said nothing, but thought Disillusio with such conviction that he may as well have done, and focused hard on the intent of the spell and his surroundings. A moment later, when Daxton looked down at his body and then inspected his hands, he found that he had, in fact, been completely correct. The spell was a no-go.
Not that he appeared to care in the slightest; proving himself right was hardly likely to invoke any sort of upset. Dalton slipped his wand back up his sleeve - if he could not make himself disappear, he would not be able to magically reveal anyone else - and moved about the perimeter of the room, drawn right up close to the wall, senses alert. For once, it seemed as though having overly keen hearing might actually work in his favour.
He would not be able to reveal anyone, but Daxton might at least be able to detect them. |