Repairing Force Solo Prodigal Finished

Participants:
@Meenauh Silmataurea

The 15th of March, 2020
Afternoon

She loved to come to practice lessons with Ress. Especially when it meant practising with older students. This time it was another healing spell. Xailah told her a bit about it before, so she had time to research and prepare. Borrowing textbooks from older students was one of her favourite activities. She read them through before they needed it back for another lesson.

This time she came to a practice session with older students, but there were no Gryffindors seen around. She recognised a few familiar faces from other practice lessons she had attended before, but no acquaintances so far.

The spell was easy, despite the fact it was the next year's spell. Well, relatively easy, because it wasn't a difficult incantation and it wasn't a difficult the wand movement. But the concentration required to make it work was tremendously higher, because... well, because Transfiguration.

The class was redecorated into purplish, probably to support the spell they were practising. The worst thing she expected was Ress hexing everyone with something like the Sneezing Hex and they would have to make their way out of it with the Reparifors spell. She didn't like sneezing. Though she didn't like being nauseous more. These were the states of the body, not quite often known by a wizard — the immune system of a wizard seemed to be more capable than a muggle's one. Thus the majority of sneezing and nauseous effects were possibly due to hexing and jinxing.

The sign of the practice starting came so unexpectedly that she nearly dropped her wand. Inacceptable demonstration of lacking concentration. She just wouldn't want Ress to notice, whatever way Ress always managed to feel her lack of concentration. The command was to start practising and Meenauh had to concentrate as there was no time for theory anymore. If she was allowed to older years' practising, she had to prove worthy.

"Reparifors", her wand drew a circle above her head and a pale purple ring started to descend, but dissipated in the area of her neck. It was way harder than she thought. Clarity of incantation and the simple wand movement was learnt and automated, but it was the purity of intention that had to be collected in order to cast the spell.

She imagined being affected by certain spells that could do her harm. Unpleasant thoughts were easy to fight off as her rational mind struggled with imagining things that were not real. But it also helped her to concentrate. The pure intention of being unaffected by certain effects had to work better than the first time.

"Reparifors!", and the ring was more consistent the second time as she started to descend again, forming the proper tube around Meenauh, but it stopped and disappeared slowly after reaching her hips, "That's better!" she told herself and shook a bit to let the unpleasant feelings go. The concentration on the spell and the intention had to come together as a core. She would bring that core forward when she'd have to cast the spell in future, best if without the unpleasantness of certain states.

"Reparifors!" and the purple tube went down, covering her whole body. The speed of it was a bit faster than the previous casts, so there was still an area to improve because the ring basically shattered against the floor as if it was a ceramic plate. She looked around in the search of her teacher, but couldn't find her anywhere, so she just kept practising until the spell was finally mastered.

Word Count: 588
Classroom godmodding was approved by Professor Lian.