 Mrs. Alex Turner *asterisks user* Secret Door
Daisy was snuggled leaning against four pillows she had managed to steal confiscate before her classmates had gotten there, so really she was ready to sleep. It really was a pity they weren't allowed to eat otherwise this would be perfect. She risked one glance at her bag, lacking in research books but overflowing with candy but then Professor Hirsch had started the lesson and really - eating now would just be rude.
Bleh.
She reached for some paper and a quill and listened to the answers filling the room. What was there of frustrating about casting spells? YES, sure, sometimes she forgot the actual incantation. Or the wand movement. Or sometimes she overdid the wand movement. But that wasn't exactly frustrating about the spell - it was just frustrating because sometimes she was pretty bad at it. Well, she had to try something so the fifteen year old raised her hand, thinking back at all those times the intensity of the spell performed wasn't the desired one. "Sometimes, Professor, I try really hard to concentrate and do everything right and try to explode something and still all I manage to do is to light a slight fire..."
That was frustrating. |