Caleb was feeling very confident with this spell. He wondered if they were going to be doing any actual dueling or anything this school year against other PEOPLE - he wanted to try and fight someone! Maybe his sister. Hehe.

"Reducto!" he exclaimed again, aiming at the dummy and slashing left to right as they had learned. This time, the dummy fell, but bounced back up again, like the first time he'd tried. Awww. That hadn't been as good as the last one.

With more intensity this time, he cried "Reducto!" and ran his wand through the air in front of the dummy. BOOM! Once again the dummy was thrown back against the wall. Grinning, he went to retrieve it once again.

"No, just the dummy. 'Cause that's the homework!" Dima replied in a ever-jovial tone, oblivious to the fact that the girl was threatening him.

Why would she ever do THAT?

But she did give him the incantation after a minute, furthering his evidence that she was just joking. "Thank you!" Ever-so-polite, the first year then turned back to his own dummy. Sideways V. Flick to the right, then to the left. Just like the girl had done, and then his dummy would be ASHES too.

"Reducto!" He performed the movement a little shakily, but the part that really killed Dima's casting was the intent.

... wasn't it supposed to disintegrate now?

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"No, just the dummy. 'Cause that's the homework!" Dima replied in a ever-jovial tone, oblivious to the fact that the girl was threatening him.

Why would she ever do THAT?

But she did give him the incantation after a minute, furthering his evidence that she was just joking. "Thank you!" Ever-so-polite, the first year then turned back to his own dummy. Sideways V. Flick to the right, then to the left. Just like the girl had done, and then his dummy would be ASHES too.

"Reducto!" He performed the movement a little shakily, but the part that really killed Dima's casting was the intent.

... wasn't it supposed to disintegrate now?

Right. He was a first year, wasn't he? Always did as told? Let's see how long that'll last. And no, she had not been joking when she spoke first, FYI.

But back to the dummy. Well, her dummy was ashes now, so she needed a new one to practice with, such a shame she couldn't practice with this little eagle. She kept her eyes on him, though, in case the curse bounced on something and ended up hitting her instead. Lottie was more than ready to cast a shield on herself, but it seems it wasn't necessary.

This little eagle was flying too far away from its nest. Tone-deaf Toussaint.

Sigh. Okay, let's try this again. For Vesper or someone. "That was weak." He was only a firstie, Lotus, please. "Be confident in your magic, and picture the dummy all turned to ashes in your head." Her voice was slightly softer this time but just as firm. "Intent is key, and try not to shake too much." CONFIDENCE, YO. Also, "Perhaps it helps...," she started, smirking a little and walking closer to him, "...picturing that it's not a dummy, remember? What if that had been a real cold one? Slowly creeping towards you...," she made the dummy move closer to them with her wand, "...silently reaching for you...," it kept coming closer, "...and lightly touching you with the coldest hand ever imaginable... only to freeze your heart." She did touch the little eagle with her hand, by the way, right before she did a sideway V motion with her wand and, "Reducto!" Another dummy put to rest.

"You can do it." She brought another dummy for him. "When you meet the cold ones, you live or you die." Er, kind of. You really didn't die, just became a shadow of yourself, but that was dying in her books. Maybe she was being a little bit dramatic, but it was slightly fun.

And she had no dragonglass to share.

His last try had hit the dummy. But it wasn't as cool as he thought it would be. Kyroh examined his wand. It was perfect because it was his and there were no nicks or dents in it or anything. So the spell probably wasn't that strong because of him. "I can do better than that."

Maybe it was the fact that he was so close? Tightening his grip on his wand Kyroh took a few steps back to his original position. He pointed his wand at the dummy a few times, doing the right flicking motion JUST to make sure he aimed right. And then out of nowhere quickly flicking his wand right and then left "REDUCTO!" He yelled loudly. A blast emitted from his wand, hitting the dummy and pushing him backward right on his butt.

Sophie had defeated the zombie dummy three times already, but since the professor had requested they visit throughout the week, Sophie decided to come back one more good time before the next class. She entered the arena and pulled out a dummy to work with. She fixed it in front of her then stood facing it. It was Zombie vs. Sophie, and the score stood as follows:

Zombie: 1
Sophie: 3

She was clearly going to win. Sophie reviewed the incantation and wand movement in her head. Right--she had it. She raised her wand and moved it in a sideways arrow formation. "Reducto!" she said.

She could tell she'd been practicing. By this time, she was able to get it on the first try. The zombie blasted to pieces! That should about do it, too. She felt confident in her ability to defeat a zombie now, even if she'd only really defeated a dummy.

Whoa, did Sophie's dummy just EXPLODE?

Soooo not fair! How was his SISTER able to do that, and he was just sending the dummy back against the wall?

Ugh so bogus.

Determined now to make HIS dummy smash into pieces, he tightened his grip on his wand and aimed at the repositioned dummy. He did the slash in the air across the dummy's chest, left to right, and yelled "Reducto!" and watched as the dummy was, yet again, thrown back. His determination had paid off a bit - the dummy lost one of it's arms. So that was cool. But the rest of it remained in tact.

Caleb decided that MAYBEEE it was because he was hungry. Yes, he should have eaten before heading out to the dueling arena!

Maybe he'd go get lunch and come back to try again?

Yes, that was the plan.

Packing up his things, Caleb put the dummy back together, in case some late comer needed to use it, and headed out towards the Great Hall.

Of course they would practice on dummies. Too bad it wasn't a live, running victim subject. Not that she wanted to harm anyone on purpose. Beverly merely wanted a challenge and a little fun.

Oh! But LOOK!

There WERE moving dummies. Beverly grinned to herself. This practice just took another whole meaning. She had envisioned herself just shooting at a dummy, with a bored expression on her face and BAM! BAM! BAM! Now that wouldn't be fun. She wanted to be the predator.

Strolling over to the moving dummies, she brandished her wand, tracing the wand movement in the air as she went. Sideways V. She remembered. Coming to a stop in front of the moving dummy, she smirked, her eyes glued on its movements.

Beverly bowed at it, as if it were a real battle.

Let the duel begin!

"Reducto!"

Ben just wasn't sure what he had wrong in the equation.It had come off fairly well when he had participated in the class with the spell. He had said the correct incantation...done the wand movement...been focused on the spell and thus the task at hand. At least he thought he had. Retrieving his notes on the matter, which he had thought to bring just in case, the third year looked them over and realized his mistake.

"Right...THEN left." He had reversed the directions, starting left and then right. Simple enough to fix he was sure, though the Gryffindor mentally berated himself for the mistake. So putting away the parchment, Benny lifted his wand once more, eying the dummy that this time he hoped to burst with his spell. 1...2....3...

"Reducto!" Complementary slashing wand movement properly executed. Flick right.....flick left. This time the spell was obviously more forceful as it shot out, heading towards at hitting the dummy. However it still only pushed it back a few feet causing him to frown.

Her Reductor Curse hit the wall behind the dummy as it moved out of the way. Beverly cursed under her breath, forgetting all of her grandmother's Lady Etiquette Ways. Pffft. What she wanted to do was kick dummy bum and make it a good one.

She was cool, though. Chill, in fact. It had been a first try.

The dummy moved the left, then right, then zigzagged backwards. Beverly traced its movements, making sure to know when and what its next step would be. A pause. There was pause when it zigzagged.

She waited. Squinted. There it was again! "Reducto!" It was quickly followed with a sideways V movement of her wand. A jet of light exploded from her wand, piercing the dummy on its arm, causing it to stumble backwards.

Dammit! Not good enough.

Now he would just have to try again now wouldn't he? Practice made perfect after all and Benny wan't to at least try and improve on what he had done already. The Gryffindor began to wonder if he had actually managed to do any damage back during the lesson, or if he had just believed so because stuff was happening and it was really all his classmates' work.

Focus...focus...

"Reducto!!" he cast once more with both wand movement and incantation. It hit the dummy again and threw it backwards more forceable but still no outright distruction. Was it charmed that way? And again...

"Reducto!!"

Read the book in the library and writing down the spells on a piece of parchment? That was BRILLIANT! But of course the Gryffindor wasn't going to admit to the Professor that it was brilliant and pretended he had already planned to do that. So rolled his eyes and said; "You think i hadn't thought of that?" he hadn't but yeah.

Kevin watched as the Professor was now standing dangerously close to the side of the platform, trying to balance and the second year had the urge to run over and push him off. But he had already promised not to fight like a muggle so he refrained from doing so, instead he simply hoped that he would fall off the platform.

The magical birds flying around him, occasionally pecking him on the head and shoulders would make ANYONE angry. Even the most calmest person on earth would get frustrated! So it wasn't a surprise that Kevin had began punching the air with his fist , trying to hit the birds. If they had been real birds he wouldn't have done that because that would be animal cruelty but since they were magical... "WHAAAAAT?!" He shouted, panicking at the Professor's words.

The birds suddenly exploded above him and feathers rained down on his head. He spewed out a few that had entered his mouth during his shouting and GLAAARED at the Astronomy Professor. If he thought that this was over ..no way! "Rictusempra!" Thank you Donny for using this spell on him so that he could learn it.

He stared at the dummy for a few seconds after he cast, as if it was going to spontaneously combust or something, but... no? Nothing?

Turning back to the older girl, Dima listened avidly. She knew lots about this, didn't she? "Confident! Got it." The kid puffed out his chest to show his pseudo-teacher just how CONFIDENT he could be... even though all that false bravery disappeared the second that the dummy began moving closer. Er... were those....... supposed to be moving? Romanos hadn't said anything about.... why was it... reaching......

O_O

Dima may or may not have jumped ten feet into the air at the end of that demonstration. It depended on perspective, really.

"O... ok-kay." So much for not being shaky. But he tried to take her advice and think about how much he wanted to NOT DIE as he moved to the next dummy in the line. Reducto. Reducto. "Reducto!" Flick to the right, then to the left, and then... ashes?

It had WORKED? "I did it!" He HAD, thanks to the helpful and sort of scary older girl! In a fit of excitement, Dima grabbed her and wrapped her up in a really big bear hug. As big as first year hugs could get. "Thankyouthankyouthankyou!"

It was as if the dummy was taunting her with it's charred shoulder. Look at me! You didn't get me. Beverly squinted her eyes at it, again. How dare it taunt HER? Oh, she was going to teach it a lesson, yes she was!

Gripping her wand, she gave it a flick; left, then right. "Reducto!" Take THAT. "Reducto" And THAT. Her aim has been its chest. If she were to ever encounter a Cold One, that would be the trick she'd have to learn. Chances were one to a million she'd encounter one probably, but it didn't her to start training early.

Her plan had been that when the dummy moved, she'd cast the Reductor Curse to slow it down, then when it zig zagged to the right - like she observed it would - then she'd deliver the final blow.

And it worked. Her first spell had grazed its other shoulder just barely, causing it to stumble. She didn't want to blast it there. No. She was too much of a perfectionist to let it turn to smithereens with a wrong shot. She wanted the proper shot. The one on the chest. The second spell did the trick, and the dummy was no more.

Ha! Who's boss now?

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He stared at the dummy for a few seconds after he cast, as if it was going to spontaneously combust or something, but... no? Nothing?

Turning back to the older girl, Dima listened avidly. She knew lots about this, didn't she? "Confident! Got it." The kid puffed out his chest to show his pseudo-teacher just how CONFIDENT he could be... even though all that false bravery disappeared the second that the dummy began moving closer. Er... were those....... supposed to be moving? Romanos hadn't said anything about.... why was it... reaching......

O_O

Dima may or may not have jumped ten feet into the air at the end of that demonstration. It depended on perspective, really.

"O... ok-kay." So much for not being shaky. But he tried to take her advice and think about how much he wanted to NOT DIE as he moved to the next dummy in the line. Reducto. Reducto. "Reducto!" Flick to the right, then to the left, and then... ashes?

It had WORKED? "I did it!" He HAD, thanks to the helpful and sort of scary older girl! In a fit of excitement, Dima grabbed her and wrapped her up in a really big bear hug. As big as first year hugs could get. "Thankyouthankyouthankyou!"

Yes, confidence, that's all he needed, really. And it wasn't in her place to say it, if we're being truly honest. Like, he was a Ravenclaw, those are pretty confident themselves, though perhaps not in their first year.

Maybe she was creating a monster, maybe, just maybe.

Lotus smirked as he jumped. He'd probably not survive a cold one unless he accidentally tripped on someone else, would he? But it was all too amusing to watch. Had she managed to scare him a little? Fun times. It had worked, though. And the sixth year couldn't help but smile, all nice and all, when his dummy got reduced to nothing. That's the spirit!

This hug thing was not.

Er... awkward... she patted his shoulder and nodded, "You're welcome. It's nothing. Just be confident all the time. That's all." ALL the time. Haha. This could backfire so easily. "Try it until you don't get it wrong." She was mostly thinking about not getting more hugs from him, but yeah. Ravenclaws just did whatever they wanted, didn't they?

Speaking of that... let's pretend that other dummy was this little eagle... sharp flick to the right, sharp flick to the left, "Reducto!" DONE. "See, three tries, none went wrong." But she was a sixth year who's been doing this since her second year probably first, so it made sense.

This little eagle wasn't so bad, you know? He was kind of adorable. Kind of. Merely in needed of guidance, he was.

The dummy went even further this time around. Good. And if he looked closer, Benny spotted the dummy actually looked like it had taken some damage from his last hit. Even better. It was working closer to what the spell was supposed to actually do. The textbook mentioned blasting things to pieces, when one wasn't fighting other magic like shields and charms that is. Or at least appeared to be.

Just needed a bit of effort and more than he was already given if he wanted the true results. So taking a few deep breathes, the third year took a strong offensive stance, trying to focus on the image of what he thought might happen. Or what he wanted to happen. Visualize and then do.

3...2...1...

"REDUCTO!!"

"I will!" Dima vowed, releasing her from his tiny eleven-year-old hold and puffing out his chest. CONFIDENT, he was. "I'll keep practicing!"

And just to show the girl that her teaching efforts weren't in vain, he cast on TWO dummies this time. "Reducto! Reducto!" He flicked to the right and then the left, making a sideways 'V' twice in the air. Proudly, Dima watched as the first was reduced to ashes. The latter one shook for a second before crumbling into dust, but he didn't care so much about the wait as he did that it was GONE.

He was a genius.

"I did three in a row too!" They were destined to be BFFs, clearly.

Beverly was happy her little strategy worked. She had abused the spell in Defense Against the Dark Arts enough that she felt she had it down. That and she had been practicing on little things that no one would miss if she obliterated. The area she had to focus on though, was aim and concentration. Unfortunately, her intent lacked a bit when she focused too much on her target, thus making it a weak shot. But when she focused on intent, she got distracted from the target.

It was a dilemma.

She'd have to work harder at it. Maybe she'll ask Jeremiah to duel her. Merlin. That sounded like a very exciting idea. Where was he now? Maybe they could have a quick round before dinner. Knowing him though, he was probably up in the library reading Sherlock for the hundredth time. It was okay. She'd arrange it for a later time. OMM.

Beverly realized that, again, she had gotten distracted. Well. She was going to try harder. Yes. And it was going to start now with a new dummy. Going over to another moving dummy, she took aim. Ugh. But she was too excited at the mere idea of dueling Jeremiah. She HAD to tell him. JUST HAD TO.

"Reducto!" Sideways V. BAM!

Her shot didn't get the dummy on the chest, but it did get it on its head causing it to combust and whither into tiny little ashes. It was a good shot. Not for a Cold One, but either way, the head is a vital target. She was done here.

Now to go set up a duel date. :3

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"I will!" Dima vowed, releasing her from his tiny eleven-year-old hold and puffing out his chest. CONFIDENT, he was. "I'll keep practicing!"

And just to show the girl that her teaching efforts weren't in vain, he cast on TWO dummies this time. "Reducto! Reducto!" He flicked to the right and then the left, making a sideways 'V' twice in the air. Proudly, Dima watched as the first was reduced to ashes. The latter one shook for a second before crumbling into dust, but he didn't care so much about the wait as he did that it was GONE.

He was a genius.

"I did three in a row too!" They were destined to be BFFs, clearly.

Exactly, keep practicing, all the time. In fact, don't even leave this room, little eagle. Nod, nod.

You know that thing she thought about probably not needing his name at all because she couldn't care less? She probably should get his name someday, in case she needed someone to blame, you know how it is. It was so easy to blame Ravenclaws, they set themselves up quite nicely.

Lottie watched, though, as he... well, now he was showing off, but that was far better than not knowing what to do, clearly. Both scenarios were slightly annoying, but this was he wouldn't bother her for real. "You did." And she almost sounded surprised. "Yes, the last one was a little shaky, but you survived the cold ones, so that's perfectly fine." Perfectly fine. Not perfect. It means something different.

She could just go now, you know? And that's what she'll do. "You can keep on practicing...," she was gonna get some food, because if this happened so early in the morning then she was going to need all the energy she could get to get through the day. "I'll be seeing you, then." Nod, nod, smile.

Okay, he was officially not that bad. As long as he didn't sing. Tone-deaf Toussaint.

At least he'd tried offering up a bit of explanation after because the pseudo thing was giving her brain some trouble wrapping around it. It was good to not make it easy to pin things on you and even better when they could be explained away but perhaps what she found the most trouble in understanding was why they needed to be explained away. For someone as open as Lex in all her doings and sayings, it seemed unnecessary. "It would be bad if your parents knew how strong willed and determined you are?" Was that it? The reason for hiding things? Her father had always been nothing but accepting, even if it took a while to reach acceptance. "No sneaking out with anyone until your 40." She added at the last minute, her lips twitching into a smile. Her candy dispenser may have been sly and cunning but he was still a BABY so none of that, nope.

She would very much agree on the getting out of trouble thing. It did seem like a trait handy for the snakes. "He's not a cat, he's a kneazle that gets offended when referred to as a cat so you might want to work on that." He wasn't in the habit of attacking people who got it wrong but it was still the principle of the matter, you know?

"Oh, we're on to a new spell now?" Had this also been a part of the homework? Man, she needed to actually start reading that noticeboard for herself. It might help.

Cutty froze momentarily at the idea of there even being an immediate alternative. His expression gave way to not confusion but the sort of blankish look that comes from absorbing information as he was getting to know Alexa Cambridge a bit better-their interaction now freed from the constraints of that particular type of professionalism brought on by the exchange of goods and money. He gave a nod to her question. This was about stealth. And speaking of stealth...Her father, he knew her strength of determination and he still permitted her to do anything. It was all starting to make sense and Lex's Daddo was definitely a Slytherin. This was actually quite in line with other adults, and even some of the current students in Cutty's house, including Cutty himself. Momentarily, he pictured himself in the future as a father cutting his losses, reacting to the reality and structuring the relationship so that the kid hid nothing from him then using all of the kids bootlegged and illegal potions ingredients as an endless and private supply, cause what was the kid going to do? Come to him and be like, 'Dad, did you see what happened to my venomous tentacula seeds?!'.

He thought he'd be rather good at this fatherhood thing, actually.



That is if Lex even let him near girls. That comment left a chuckle and a little smirk on his face as he tried to suppress the smile at what this meant to him. No more gehls getting in the way of things with their consciences and perfume! Actually, no more boys either. Lex could take on both genders. She was pretty much a dude, herself.


"Oh, a kneazle! I thought he was just an exotic breed." That was a relief to hear. Cutty thought about getting a pet, but he'd need to find someone else to care for it is all. He was down to a jarvey and a bird of some sort. Something he could train with plenty of mobility. But a kneazle. That could actually be quite a useful animal to have around if it really was that smart. Cutty was learning all sorts of things from Lex.

"Romanos only asked that we practice Reducto. I just thought I'd give that one a go. Couldn't hurt." He shrugged a bit here. "Got anything you could show me from any of yer books, Cambridge?"

There was a tinge of relief laced into her uncertain expression. It seemed she wasn't the only one having a hard time wrapping her mind around the idea being presented to her. As it stood it would have been bad having parents know. She couldn't disagree more. If her father didn't know she was prepared to jump off a roof to have her own way, he'd constantly try negotiating instead of getting to the part where she got her way. It was tedious to go through all of that really, not to mention time wasted at a hospital but to each their own. Lex had long since learned that not all parents operated in the same respect.

And what was with that little smirk of his? She was being completely serious. Kinda like Vivi had been serious...except not the same because in the end Lex didn't completely listen about the boy rule--Cutty had to listen though. "I'm serious." Though maybe she could look serious if her expression wasn't so amused herself. "You aren't even allowed to hold hands with anyone unless you're both wearing gloves--dragonhide preferably." So then only in classes where there were lots of other witnesses. Ahem.

Felix DID look exotic, didn't he? Although compared to the other kneazles, he looked quite normal. Funny how that worked. "He's a kneazle through an through. Bloody brilliant, hides evidence well. Wouldn't trade him for any other feline." Not even. He knew it too. That's what made him so obnoxious and spoilt. The knowledge he would never be replaced no matter how many attempts at other people's owls he made.

Lex considered his question for a moment, factoring in that whatever she showed him, he'd want her teaching it to him after so while she wanted flashy and over the top, she went with something she'd learned in one of her first books. "Alright. Watch." She took aim at the dummy that had been bound by Cutty's ropes. "Alarte Ascendare!" There was a bright shot of red light that sent the dummy airborne. Higher and higher it flew before losing it's momentum an crashing to the floor.

SPOILER!!: haha, sorry? XD I blame the tea I was drinking.

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Read the book in the library and writing down the spells on a piece of parchment? That was BRILLIANT! But of course the Gryffindor wasn't going to admit to the Professor that it was brilliant and pretended he had already planned to do that. So rolled his eyes and said; "You think i hadn't thought of that?" he hadn't but yeah.

Kevin watched as the Professor was now standing dangerously close to the side of the platform, trying to balance and the second year had the urge to run over and push him off. But he had already promised not to fight like a muggle so he refrained from doing so, instead he simply hoped that he would fall off the platform.

The magical birds flying around him, occasionally pecking him on the head and shoulders would make ANYONE angry. Even the most calmest person on earth would get frustrated! So it wasn't a surprise that Kevin had began punching the air with his fist , trying to hit the birds. If they had been real birds he wouldn't have done that because that would be animal cruelty but since they were magical... "WHAAAAAT?!" He shouted, panicking at the Professor's words.

The birds suddenly exploded above him and feathers rained down on his head. He spewed out a few that had entered his mouth during his shouting and GLAAARED at the Astronomy Professor. If he thought that this was over ..no way! "Rictusempra!" Thank you Donny for using this spell on him so that he could learn it.

Airey flashed the boy an amused smirk. "I have my doubts," he replied nonchalantly. If he had thought of it already he would have done so in the first place, no?

To anyone observing them, they would probably assume that the man had a dislike for Mr. Hirase. But that wasn't the case at all. Truth of the matter was that the astronomer didn't harbor any particular dislike for any student. Doing so would be rather counterproductive to encouraging the young minds of Hogwarts from attending his lessons and broadening their horizons. Sure, there were those that he found a little....difficult to deal with, but Mr. Hirase fell into a different category entirely. He was one of those students that amused the astronomer with his over the top reactions.

How did that one muggle saying go? Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get. Well, Mr. Hirase was like a box of chocolates in that regard.

Like now. Screaming about the magical bird poop. Hilarious.

He had plenty of time to react to the next spell being sent his way - ironically the same spell he was considering using next himself - but he was caught up laughing at the way the feathers were sticking out of Mr. Hirase's hair and the hilarity of it all. Laughing that only intensified as the spell hit him and the astronomer began making loud noises reminiscent of the Pillsbury Doughboy.

"Ho ho ho hooooooooo ho ho hooooo." Wand pointing to himself, Airey swiftly cast Finite to stop the tickling. Hoooooooo, now he needed to catch his breath from all that laughing. But first...

"Confundus."

Completely ignoring his words and pretending he had come up with the library idea himself, Kevin was scowling when the feathers had exploded above him and the Professor was now laughing at him. He ruffled his hair in an attempt to brush off the feathers resulting in his hair sticking out in every direction and just looking like a mess. And he had short hair so that was saying something.

Letting out a huff as he watched the feathers fall around him on the floor, he heard the Professor still laughing. You know...it was NOT funny! Or...wait...had he been HIT with the laughter spell he had just casted? He stopped brushing off the feathers off of his shoulders and looked at the older man. The twelve year old began to laugh as well hearing the ridiculous kind of laughter coming out of the Professors mouth and it was this why he wasn't paying attention.

He had not heard him say the spell. Nor had he seen any light (he would later find out that this spell had no light at all). But when it hit him, right in the chest, his body began to violently shudder and then stopped.

He looked at the Professor with his normal expression but there was just one question going through his mind....what....was he supposed to be doing...here? He glanced around and saw that he was holding his wand. "Whatever food you tried it did not work....i mean toenails!" what was he saying?! He wanted to say SPELL...S.P.E.L.L

SPOILER!!: mwahahaha Kevin mwahaha

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Completely ignoring his words and pretending he had come up with the library idea himself, Kevin was scowling when the feathers had exploded above him and the Professor was now laughing at him. He ruffled his hair in an attempt to brush off the feathers resulting in his hair sticking out in every direction and just looking like a mess. And he had short hair so that was saying something.

Letting out a huff as he watched the feathers fall around him on the floor, he heard the Professor still laughing. You know...it was NOT funny! Or...wait...had he been HIT with the laughter spell he had just casted? He stopped brushing off the feathers off of his shoulders and looked at the older man. The twelve year old began to laugh as well hearing the ridiculous kind of laughter coming out of the Professors mouth and it was this why he wasn't paying attention.

He had not heard him say the spell. Nor had he seen any light (he would later find out that this spell had no light at all). But when it hit him, right in the chest, his body began to violently shudder and then stopped.

He looked at the Professor with his normal expression but there was just one question going through his mind....what....was he supposed to be doing...here? He glanced around and saw that he was holding his wand. "Whatever food you tried it did not work....i mean toenails!" what was he saying?! He wanted to say SPELL...S.P.E.L.L

Airey was ready to get out of this mummy-esque bandage now. He could actually feel his arm growing numb from just hanging there like a limp noodle during their duel. It was an annoying distraction that had made him not think through the last spell he had cast towards Mr. Hirase.

Not entirely at least.

His intention had simply been to cast spells that wouldn't necessarily bring any physical harm to the young Gryffindor. He would never heard the end of it from Cece if he brought a student in that was injured because of something he had done directly. As opposed to, you know, toy shooting stars or giant bubble balls or other props that had injured students in his lessons previously. So he HAD accomplished his objective...only now there was no way he was going to ask Mr. Hirase to get him out of this bind. No telling where a Severing Charm would go given his current state. Oops.

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeer.....food?

"I suggest you head to the kitchens, Mr. Hirase," he nodded. "No food in the dueling arena and it IS lunch time. I am sure the house elves could whip you up something in a jiffy."

Just step right off the platform caaaaaaaaaaarefully now. Merlin forbid the boy twist his ankle on his way down or something.

It was a strange feeling. His mind knew everything that was going on but his speech seemed to have a mind on it's own and it confused the Gryffindor a lot. Why had he been saying food when he had wanted to say spell?! Food and spell did not even SOUND or LOOK alike!

Scratching his head , resulting in messing up his hair even more, Kevin turned his attention to the Professor as he spoke. Well, he WAS hungry and if the house elves could make him something then that would be great. He just...needed to find the kitchen first... he could do that, no need for help! "Okay" he mumbled.

Wand still in his hand, he turned around and stepped off of the platform. He did not fall or anything and made his way towards the door. Or , atleast he thought he was. Instead of making it to the door, he was face to face with the wall and frowned. WHERE DID THE DOOR GO?! ...maybe it was a magical door that only opened up if you walked against it? Sounded like it. Kevin held his hand out and pushed the wall. Not realising that the real door was just two steps to the left.

WHY DID THE WALL NOT OPEN UP?! THIS WAS CONFUSIIIIIING