Carr had been sitting in the back of the classroom away from the teacher, a fact that belied her Ravenclaw roots, but she found that she always absorbed information more easily when she was out of the way and firmly set on listening intently. A small muscle in her jaw was twitching slightly as she pulled in all of the words the professor was saying and committed them to memory. She imagined she must look a little strange, staring unblinkingly as the words filled her ears.

She took a deep breath and stood up when the professor began speaking about practicing the incantation to the spell, her trance finally broken as she was sure she'd memorized all of the facts correctly. Standing off in her corner, she placed her new wand delicately on her desk, closed her eyes, and began to softly chant the incantation to herself.

"Bestiar," she said under her breath. "Bestiar," she repeated, letting her lips and teeth find their way around the Latin word. She took deep breaths as she concentrated on the word and the thought behind it.

A nagging voice in the back of her mind made something she could only equate to a fangirl squee and said, Oh. My. God. I'm leaning magic!

Her concentrated expression gave a half-smile as she pushed the voice of her internal Muggle and tried to be serious.

"Bestiar."