 *attempts to conjure hufflepuffs* Constant Vigilance! O_O AWAKE!
Mamie sat on the floor, legs sprawled in front of her, wand out, and a feather in front of her. She wanted to practice her spellwork, as always, but hadn't wanted to go to the library after supper.
A little further from feather, she had a closed textbook sitting. Why? Obviously, it was her target. "Depulso," she whispered, pointing her wand at the feather and flicking it toward the textbook that she wanted the feather to land on. And...nothing. The feather didn't flutter from her speaking. |