Evelyn closed her eyes when she saw Professor Truebridge do some weird wand motion towards her, having a hard time having a wand pointed at her while hers was a few feet away and unreachable.

She waited for a moment, slightly tensed up and worried that maybe there was a slight possible chance that whatever the Professor was doing, really was going to hurt. But when she opened her eyes and noticed she was floating off the ground, she relaxed considerably and sighed in relief. The pain was still there, it just wasn't as bad as it was when there was a cold wall and floor pressing against her wounds.

But, speaking of wands...Evelyn frowned and knitted her eyebrows together, trying to get her burned and icy spiked filled arm to point to the ground behind her. That was definitely not working out so well. "Wwwait." she forced out, her left arm dangling by her side as she continued to try and point to behind her.

The two wands still laid on the ground, both exceptionally red with blood from her holding them for who knows how long. She didn't care about the lighter colored wand since it was Jake's and not hers, she wanted the darker wand. Of course, there was no way in the world that she was going to use it since her wand arm was messed up anyways, but she wanted to hold it.

Evelyn didn't go anywhere without it, and it would keep her more calm if she was carrying it with her.