Aschere waits Professor Rae to come round to her. As she sees the Professor pointing her wand at her, Aschere whips out her wand, ready to defend herself.
"...

..."
WHAT was the spell agai... "Oof!" Aschere ended up on the floor, winded, and her wand flew out of her hand as the spell hit her.
"Protego. Protego,
Protego!" she muttered to herself grumpily as she bent double, searching the floor for her wand.