Ellsworth’s eyebrows rose is a mix of surprise and disapproval at Angharad Warbeck words. “I must insist that while you are in my class Miss Warbeck you attempt the spells. Practice outside is encouraged, however, I shall be forced to dock house points and marks from you if you do not participate in class itself.” He told her sternly. He never liked docking points on the first day, but if she were to continue in this vein of persistence he would certainly need to, perhaps even detention to get his point across, although at the moment that did seem rather extreme.
Glancing around the class Ellsworth noted that Orinda Ruskin had successfully managed to bring her apple back to its normal size. He turned from the young lady before him for a moment, “Well done Miss Ruskin. Five points for Ravenclaw. Keep practicing.”
Near Orinda Sisse Thompsett's spell backfired, the small apple growing larger and larger until it exploded, spraying bits of apple everywhere. Ellsworth brought out his wand and waved away the mess. “Another apple, I think, Miss Thompsett.” Ellsworth said calmly.
Nearby Sybille Lukeson’s wand remained lit, while Flora Mulciber and Archer Belbyboth successfully managed nox. “Keep practicing.” He told the group with a smile at Miss Mulciber and Mr. Belby to assure them he had seen their work
Even Fleur Rey seemed to finally have had some success. The end of her wand lit up as it should. “Very good, Miss Rey.”
Then out of the corner of his eye he saw Holly Scrimgeour's spell fly wildly away from her apple hit Orinda Ruskin. Bloody hell, it was as if his class had gone to hell like Camelot in the course of only a few minutes. Whipping out his wand, (no, he did not have favorites, but this was his granddaughter and he did care for her safety) he strode toward the poor girl muttering the counter spell. It stopped the enlarging of her nose before any more damage could be done, but he’d taken students to the hospital wing for less. “I believe class is finished for the day.” He told the students. “Miss Scrimgeour, perhaps five points from Slytherin will keep any further slips of your wand from happening.” He told her sternly. “Class dismissed. Miss Ruskin, with me to see the nurse.” And with that the first charms class of the year ended.
Glancing around the class Ellsworth noted that Orinda Ruskin had successfully managed to bring her apple back to its normal size. He turned from the young lady before him for a moment, “Well done Miss Ruskin. Five points for Ravenclaw. Keep practicing.”
Near Orinda Sisse Thompsett's spell backfired, the small apple growing larger and larger until it exploded, spraying bits of apple everywhere. Ellsworth brought out his wand and waved away the mess. “Another apple, I think, Miss Thompsett.” Ellsworth said calmly.
Nearby Sybille Lukeson’s wand remained lit, while Flora Mulciber and Archer Belbyboth successfully managed nox. “Keep practicing.” He told the group with a smile at Miss Mulciber and Mr. Belby to assure them he had seen their work
Even Fleur Rey seemed to finally have had some success. The end of her wand lit up as it should. “Very good, Miss Rey.”
Then out of the corner of his eye he saw Holly Scrimgeour's spell fly wildly away from her apple hit Orinda Ruskin. Bloody hell, it was as if his class had gone to hell like Camelot in the course of only a few minutes. Whipping out his wand, (no, he did not have favorites, but this was his granddaughter and he did care for her safety) he strode toward the poor girl muttering the counter spell. It stopped the enlarging of her nose before any more damage could be done, but he’d taken students to the hospital wing for less. “I believe class is finished for the day.” He told the students. “Miss Scrimgeour, perhaps five points from Slytherin will keep any further slips of your wand from happening.” He told her sternly. “Class dismissed. Miss Ruskin, with me to see the nurse.” And with that the first charms class of the year ended.