"Finite Incantatem!" She said after a few more practices. She held the mouse in her hands for a moment. It didn't run away like before, but instead stared, almost expectingly, at her, as if to say "Hey, aren't you going to turn me into dice again?"

"I should name him." She said quietly. Jenna looked down at the small brown mouse. She put him back in his cage and let him run around, taking a break from all of this transfiguring.