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Hitting a moving target sounded super difficult, especially since Jo still struggled with transfiguring stationary objects. She thought that the best way for a first year like her to handle a flying knife would simply be: to duck. In the following tasks however, knives would be flying at dummies and not them, the students, so she felt much safer. Soon after she moved to take up a place behind the glass, plastic knives began to levitate toward the poor dummies. She raised her wand and ... realised that she had not come up with a strategy. So she flicked her wand quickly at whichever knife she could aim at, accompanying each flick with, "Scarpafors! Scarpafors! Scarpafors!"
The third time was the charm (transfiguration). Or at least, she had hit the target. Jo watched as the blunt plastic knife began its transformation into a crinkly paper airplane, then stopped halfway through, just like her first attempt in the backyard.
The knife-plane continued its journey, and bounced off a dummy's forehead. Ouch. Sorry, dummy!
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