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Transfiguration was one of Arlo’s favourite classes. It was one of those subjects that he actually stayed engaged with when his grandparents used to teach him. Mostly because it was practical, he could actually do things rather than sit around stifling a yawn and pretending that he was listening to whatever babble was coming out of his grandma’s mouth. It was for that reason that Arlo had completed the practice without much trouble and only a few attempts.
Onto the vines alongside the outside of the maze that they could practice on. “Vinea Funiculus” he spoke clearly, pointing his wand directly at a vine, somewhat distracted by a fellow student who was practicing nearby him.
Nothing.
Perhaps he wasn’t focused enough, his mind could wander sometimes even if he was trying to listen. So he tried again, this time without any distractions. To his relief the vine transformed into a harmless rope. Not that he was scared of vines anyway, they were just plants after all.
Now for the main activity and everyone seemed to be splitting off into groups of pairs with their familiars. Arlo however had remained at the back of the group by himself. It wasn’t that he was lazy or unfriendly or unsociable, it was more because he wasn’t familiar enough with the majority of his fellow students to ask to join another group. He hovered around the entrance of the maze waiting for a group to go ahead of him so he could have a little space. He wasn’t scared of getting lost in a maze by himself, should’ve been a Gryffindor! |