 Mod Babysitter | be curious, not judgmental
...Merlin, who died? Dakest looked like the world was about to end. Was this really him? Was it a polyjuiced Dakest? Had someone imperiused him? Was he not acting on his own accord? Sophie didn't know, but the fact that he wasn't even slightly chipper to see HER made her very, very suspicious. Why was he so serious? Was it their topic today, or had something really happened? What was going on?
No matter the circumstance, she was gonna find out.
Still, at his response to her, she gave a shrug. She knew it still left the problem of hitting the target, but since everyone else was throwing out spells, it didn't hurt to touch upon their ideas and add some food for thought to the discussion. He didn't seem displeased with her, though, so she didn't let it deter her.
A homing spell, though? She knew they existed, and obviously that made sense as the best way to lock in on a target, but she'd never learned one before. Per-se-quor-is. Cool word, and Soph made a mental picture of the word since she was still standing and didn't have any way to take notes at the moment. As her wand hung in her hand by her side, she found herself subconsciously copying the professor's wand movement as he taught it to them. A swift line to the side, then a sharp flick forward. Easy enough, and as Dakest gave them the go-ahead to practice, Soph did just that.
"Persequoris... Perrrr-seee-quorrrr-isssss... Per-se-QUOR-is... Persequoris," she murmured to herself, letting each syllable roll from her tongue, testing out different stresses of syllables to see which one felt the best. She halted her practice endeavors to listen to Benzi's question, which was a good one and something she wanted to hear the answer to, so she switched from reciting the incantation to practicing the wand movement. Line to the side, forward flick. Over and over again, her attention shifting between Benzi and serious!Dakest.
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