Patroclus and NeighNeigh had to get a wriggle on, they were close to finishing.....

But as Professor Carlton began to talk Patroclus knew it was all over.
"Finite!" he muttered, whilst still in the air, landing in an acrobatic roll, as the magic left the horse.

"Thanks for a great lesson Professor," the boy smiled, dusting the dirty and shaving cream off his jeans. "I wish we could ride these between classes." Patroclus could see the benefit of having a hovering horse to whisk him to classes......sleep ins, long lunches, the pluses were endless.

Returning NeighNeigh, was harder then the boy had thought it would be, he was instantly remided of parting from Mr Feathers back in Transfiguration last year.

"Farewell Compadre!"