Cad couldn't wait to drop this class if he was being honest, because the spells were frustrating and Professor Lissington always seemed to want them to do practical lessons instead of listening to him lecture. He'd followed Maeve around the place because at least they could be miserable together, although he hadn't had the chance to ask his friend if he was enjoying this exercise. This room wasn't the worst they'd been in, but the door handle kept moving.

Cad's eyebrows knitted together. "Are you thinking immobulus or glacius?" Though at this point they might as well use bombarda and blast the door open.

---