 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Claudine inwardly winced. She knew her family would be proud of her answer. Anyone’s obsession with blood status had her being disgusted with their way of thinking. Whatever. She’d do what she had to do to survive and keep the handful of persons here at Hogwarts she cared about safe. The girl couldn’t help but shudder at Rosier’s mention of green light. No one needed to expound on what that meant.
The Snakette tried to focus on today’s topic instead. It was quite clear they’d have to be practicing on the now clothed dummies. At the sudden change of surroundings, she blinked rapidly. Her head turned this way and that, taking it all in. Despite the situation, Claudine was somewhat amused at how the dummies just slid themselves into the new surrounding. The clothing made them fight right in. Sort of.
She gave Heath an encouraging look before moving to a dummy at a food stall. With as much concentration as she could muster, she pointed her wand at the dummy she had chosen. “Bombarda,’’ came her firm, commanding tone while at the same time her wand traced out the movement Rosier had demonstrated. |