Lesson 3 - N.E.W.T. Level

Brienne took a moment to think as the Erklings were loosed upon the class. She liked lessons like this, since it taught a sort of real life application to a spell. It was going to be a great class, she thought. A great class to do something exciting. She remained at her desk, because she had a plan. Seeing that the Erklings liked flesh, she pretended to be asleep. Her hand was exposed. She felt a small purr in her throat, as if she were some sort of cat. Of course, the Erkling bites would hurt, she didn't expect the elvish creatures to do that much harm to her. Her ears perked up a little bit, as she heard one of the creatures approaching. She fell silent.

The small imp-like thing was upon her desk, the nimble but ugly creature approached her hand, cautiously looking about before chomping down. Not all Erklings were this cautious. Of course, she was getting the hardest one. Impedimenta, she thought as she pointed her wand at the small thing which nibbled painfully on her flesh. The small creature was immobilized totally. She then pushed the immobile creature off of her hand and said "Pullus". The Erkling turned into a goose, which honked and tried to yank away as Brienne gripped the creature.

Apparently Amelia’s struggles with the erklings were not reflected in her peers, for Jack and Brienne seemed to have made quick work of the task. Amelia, on the other hand, was still adamantly chasing after the same tricky creature she had chosen at the beginning, cursing herself for taking so long to even find the stupid thing. She was beginning to wonder if she would have the self-control to cast the Pullus spell if she ever caught up to the impish creature; at this point, she thought herself much more likely to just kick the creature.

Stooping down even further, Amelia spotted her target hiding behind the leg of the professor’s desk, peering around a corner, no doubt in search of Amelia. Figuring this would be her only chance to finally stop running after the creature, Amelia stepped slowly forward so as not to attract its attention, and when she was only a meter or so away, she pointed her wand at the creature, who still thought she would be coming from the other side of the desk, and shouted, “Pullus!”.

The green thing barely had time to react to her voice before the spell wrapped it in light and changed the Erkling to a goose, who promptly started to flap its wings and run around the room, making a ruckus with all its honking. Amelia, however, made absolutely no attempt to chase after the bird, and instead promptly returned to her seat. When the boy sitting next to her gave her a look to inquire whether or not she was going to go capture the honking creature, Amelia merely put up a hand to stop him from asking the question aloud.

“Not a chance,” Amelia said bluntly, as though that were the end of the conversation.

It’s a goose. That’s what he asked for, which means, it is no longer my problem, Amelia stubbornly to herself as she crossed her arms over her chest, thankful that her creature-chasing for the day was over.

''And that seems to be it'', McCoy said. He then took his wand out and pointed it at the ceiling. ''Pullus'', he said, transfiguring the rest of the Erklings into geese. Of course, there were more Erklings than students, but he knew it would happen and he always had a solution. ''Now, we have lovely geese in the classroom. If anyone wants to take one with him, he can'', he said with a smile. He then pulled a small bag from his desk and poured corn on the floor. He then whistled and all the geese came and started to eat. ''They will be fine. And this should conclude everything for todays. Does anyone have any questions before I finish?'', he asked.

Jack grinned at his words and tucked a goose under her arm, planning on releasing it next to the Great Lake, so she could see it around. Little things like that cheered Jack up and, besides, that would leave her the opportunity to have access to an Erkling if the transformed geese was flapping around Hogwarts, awaiting the countercurse. Why Jack needed an Erkling, she did not know yet. But perhaps it had some sort of properties in its DNA that could be useful to her prank inventions. She looked around, wondering if anyone had questions.