SPOILER!!: Feliks!

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Originally Posted by Kolyander

Surely Feliks could've have given an answer to one of the previously asked questions. In fact, he more than definitely could've answered them all. However he didn't. Why? Simply because he had chosen to take detailed notes of all the ideas his fellow classmates had given as well as Goth's responses to them all. There were so many options to choose from when it came to combination spells. As the Professor had said though, many things factored into what one might chose in the moment and what may actually work.

Returning all his items to his bag when told to do so only left a moment or two for Fel to rise to his feet before all the cushions and such around the room vanished. This didn't bothered him none. It was the fog that did that. Not being able to see ones opponent was going to make things tricky. It gave him mild flashbacks of a lesson last term that nearly made him crumble beneath the pressure. That Boggart and not knowing what it would be until it was right in front of him was somewhat like this moment. Once more he didn't know what was going to happen, what might appear before him at any given time.

How was he meant to react to the building fog? Uhhhhh, not well. Dark eyes immediately sought out his closest people. Perhaps if they all combined their spells one after another they could surprise Professor Goth at some point? There wasn't really any time for discussion or even any planning for this activity. Whatever he was going to do needed to happen quickly. Direction was key. And it sounded like the Professors voice was coming from somewhere close to the center of the thick fog. This was it. A chance to prove to himself that he could do this. That he didn't always fall apart under pressure.

A flick of his wrist landed his wand smoothly in his hand, his fingers flexing against the cold dark wood. A small but deep inhale was taken before spells were cast in quick secession without more than a true moments thought about them except for hoping the combination would work at least to some degree. If one couldn't see their opponents then one had to be tactical about their attacks. "Bombarda," came first, cast at the floor where he thought the voice came from. It was then followed up by a wide cast, "Arresto Momentum," to slow the Professors fall or whatever movement may come from the blast. The third spell was the one that would hopefully land it's target squarely. "Stupefy!" None of these were obviously meant to hurt anyone, simply knock them off balance unexpected, slow them down in one place and then a full hit.

Would it work though? One could only hope.

Professor Goth had kept a keen eye on Feliks thus far. One should not misread his interest as favouritism - in any case, he didn’t know his students that well as yet to pick favourites. No, it was just that he knew how capable the Slytherin was and he needed to ensure he was paying rapt attention. Note taking did go a long way, also, in helping so Shim had sent Feliks a nod of approval at some point during the second discussion.

The professor had accounted for a possible mass team up on him. When one had spent all their life in the defense field as he had, well… let’s just say that he came with a wealth of experience, knowledge and capabilities. The students should never underestimate him. Or they can. They just need to be prepared for the pushback.

Professor Goth heard the first blast before the fog briefly illuminated around him. With a sharp movement of his wand, he cast Protego, the shield catching the worst of Bombarda and Arresto Momentum before he shifted sideways through the mist. He recognised the voice of the caster - Feliks - and smiled in appreciation of the boy’s efforts. A flick of his wand sent Ventus sweeping through the fog, briefly clearing the air around him. He took advantage of the opening to move several paces away, avoiding the incoming Stupefy as it cut through the space where he had just been standing. The combination had been very artfully constructed, and the yield could have been detrimental to a less capable person. He knew Feliks had such calculatedness in him. However, the seventh year had made one assumption: that they knew precisely where their opponent was.

Before the fog settled once more upon him, Shim gave Feliks a lopsided smile. An excellent start, young one!


Edit: As of Sunday 27th September, with there being no more posts, I'm officially ending the lesson