 we've been here this entire time *whistles* PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main():
Transfiguration was not one of Ronan's best subjects. It wasn't even one of his okay subjects. Ronan Wallace was actually pretty terrible at Transfiguration. Either that, or his wand just hated transfiguring stuff and that seemed unlikely right? They wouldn't have made a wand that didn't want to transfigure?
Regardless, he struggled with this class as much as he had since he got here in September. To Ronan, the move from the classroom setting was a welcome one, since mazes sounded much better than trying to make sand appear instead of a solid glass goblet. And he might have nibbled on the bread roll. Just because they'd had lunch right before this class didn't mean he didn't want it.. it's food. Ronan will always eat food if it's available.
So, in slightly better spirits, the twelve year old stepped inside the maze and immediately felt a chill. It might be better than transfiguration, but it sure was a bit scary. Wand clutched rather useless in his hand, Ronan debated taking off at a sprint and just always choosing to go right. He'd end up somewhere at some point right? And he was fast, he could outrun whatever was in here. ... Was there anything in here? He hoped not. This was Transfiguration, not Defense!
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