Oh finally, some success. Why did she need to know this? What good was this really going to do her in real life? Trying not to grumble too much, as she did need Sisse's help to practice all of this nonsense, at least for exams, Sloane readjusted her wand and aimed it at the cupboard.

"Colloportus," She called firmly. This movement was at least not a swish and flick, a little more complicated however and so therefore harder for her to concentrate on. Sloane was not always all that exact in her wand movements, a bad, somewhat lazy habit, but she struggled to remember just how far or how curt to move the wand in the pattern. Ugh.