6 March 1891 — Hogsmeade Memorial Ballroom

From what he'd heard of Miss Dempsey's last round, she was not an unimaginative witch, so much so that he shouldn't be surprised if she made it rain blood. Though he'd seen far worse things than that, Faustus wasn't sure if he was looking forward to this round or slightly wary of what it would yield.

While he tended towards strictly not favoring anyone, he pursed his lips slightly in Miss Fisk's direction, wishing her strength during this round (whether it was strength of character or of a gag reflex, he also wasn't sure). "Miss Dempsey, please begin when you're ready." he motioned do the raven-haired debutante.

DEMPSEY: — | FISK: —
— Elias Grimstone / Porphyria Dempsey
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Phyri still didn’t much care about the competition, but if she had set a precedent today it seemed a pity to let down the audience just when they were getting such a good impression of her. (And perhaps this Prewett, yet another grown gentleman, would not be as squeamish as his brother.)

Inclining her head politely at Miss Fisk, Phyri sought to cast a spell that would create a pit of worms beneath her feet. The worms, clearly, were to cushion the fall.

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@"Zelda Fisk"/Cassius Lestrange

  

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a sublime set by Lady! <3

Zelda curtsied to Miss Dempsey with a sense of foreboding; she didn't fancy herself squeamish, but also did not particularly love the thought of - sheep corpses or whatever. Or worm pits. Zelda cast a spell to conjure a bridge beneath her, which would hopefully allow her to avoid the worms.

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Enoch Rosier Elladora Black

  

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AMAZING set by MJ

Faustus watched as Miss Fisk disappeared quickly into a bit of — oh, those were worms. "Miss Dempsey this point to you," he said, waving his wand to bring Miss Fisk out of the pit and onto solid ground again. He hoped she didn't swallow any. "Miss Fisk when you're ready."

DEMPSEY: 9 | FISK: 7
— @"Zelda Fisk" / Cassius Lestrange
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Well, Zelda hated that. She brushed out her skirts to get rid of any remaining worms and then cast a spell to transfigure Miss Dempsey into a duck. Quack.

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Porphyria Dempsey Elias Grimstone

  

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AMAZING set by MJ

Fabulous, the worm pit had worked. Having lived as a wren for four months last year, Porphyria had quite come to terms with the merits of worms. And of having feathers - although, for the sake of the duel, she attempted to plunge the ballroom into an obscuring darkness to try and dodge the spell.

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Faustus Prewett/Amelia Evans

  

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a sublime set by Lady! <3

Well plunging the entire room into darkness had certainly worked. So much so, that Faustus heard a quacking before he saw who the spell had hit. With another wave of his wand, Faustus restored the room to its previous state of light. Once able to see, Faustus observed Miss Dempsey was in fact no a fowl, however, the observer directly behind her was. Almost. The duck still apparently had a semblance of a human's nose. It was quite an interesting form of transfiguration, however, Faustus had to give the point to Miss Dempsey. "Miss Dempsey wins this round and shall move onto the next one."

DEMPSEY: 8 | FISK: 6