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DeathEater24601 
Seymour flinched as the acorns began to rain down upon the classroom, bouncing off desks and chairs and-- well, people. He stared fixatedly at an acorn he had removed from his inkwell for a moment, perplexed. Spiked acorns? What on earth ate acorns at Hogwarts that required they had THIS level of protection against? Or had they been mutated by the professor? He hastily drew his wand out of his pocket and pointed it upward. Merlin, he would have rather faced the runespoor again-- at least the giant, neon orange striped snake had been easy to keep track of.
"Protego!" he cried, making more of a z-like motion with his wand instead of the sharp flick of the wrist as he tried to shield his glasses from the spiked nuts. A very faint haze shimmered over him, deflecting one or two acorns, but soon vanished. Hadn't he cast just like the professor told him to? For the love of Merlin, why wasn't it working?
Camira desperately wanted to move on to attempting a non-verbal protego, but she probably wasn't allowed. And she didn't want to ask the professor when so many students obviously needed help.
And then she spotted Seymour. Awww, poor kid! Ouch! The acorns had broken through her shield again, or rather, her shield had fizzled out. It was so annoying having to think only of protection. She hopped quickly over to Seymour, not even bothering to try and dodge the acorns. They were everywhere. Alright, time for her own shield. "Protego". The acorns bounced off of her shield once more. Now, to keep it up while helping Seymour.
"Seymour, you have to make a sharp motion, flick your wrist more. And remember, just concentrate on being safe and protected." And she could feel her shield weakening yet again and so she focused on it completely. She was done getting pelted, thank you very much.