The sisters of Circe table was front and centre of the transfiguration classroom, their blue feather quills poised and ready. Honoria began scribbling her notes as soon as the Professor had started to speak, her well-made clothing, and their infused heat charm gaurding her against the chilled January air as it blew in the window.
She traded smiles with the other girls, they had been practicing enchanting quills to change colour only a few days before, deciding that they wanted to pick the prettiest feathers and change the colour, rather than being limited only those feathers which were blue. There wasn't a huge selection in the price range that was supported by their various pin money - and they were not allowed to go into Hogsmeade, which limited their selection a great deal.
Honoria's hand shot into the air, alongside some others, 'Colovaria' she answered, quietly but with confidence in her answer. She had already succeeded in making headway in some of her quills. She wondered if the professor was going to show them a trick that would advance their efforts.
She traded smiles with the other girls, they had been practicing enchanting quills to change colour only a few days before, deciding that they wanted to pick the prettiest feathers and change the colour, rather than being limited only those feathers which were blue. There wasn't a huge selection in the price range that was supported by their various pin money - and they were not allowed to go into Hogsmeade, which limited their selection a great deal.
Honoria's hand shot into the air, alongside some others, 'Colovaria' she answered, quietly but with confidence in her answer. She had already succeeded in making headway in some of her quills. She wondered if the professor was going to show them a trick that would advance their efforts.