At last, Rex thought, smiling gamely at Miss Prewett. It was their turn to compete—having spent the earlier part of the day serving as judges for the younger students. That PB was to be their judge was rather daunting, and the Hufflepuff's demenour shifted as he gave the headmaster—his best friend's father—a respectful nod before taking his position.

Rex wasted no time when his moment came—"Avis! Oppugno!" the wizard cast, sending a small flock of birds on a tear towards his cousin.