Well now she was in a wonderful mood. Tig didn't bother drying herself - it could wait until she'd won. She tucked a damp strand of hair behind her ear and out of her face. Without a moment of further hesitation, she tried to transfigure Mrs. Hill into a monkfish which was the ugliest fish she could think of. If Mrs. Hill just so happened to suffocate before anyone turned her back... Well what a tragedy that wouldn't be.

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