Room of Requirement

Liz rolled her eyes playfully. She dragged the professor over to their mini-dance party.

"Okay, fine. You can revoke your party pooper status if you congure up some music and we have a conga line! Or something!"
 
"After you master prostatevo apo skotadi" Professor king stated waving his wand at the dummy liz was dancing with, and said , "Oppugno" it then turned around to attack Courtney.... "Now girls if you fail to cast prostatevo apo skotadi shield yourselves with protego, that won't help with poltergeists n the mansion, but here it will.... be quick on your feet, move it around, stun it...."
 
Liz dropped the dummy. "Party Pooper!!! prostatevo apo skotadi!" She called, blocking it from hitting Courtney. It stalled it for a moment, but not for long, so she quickly called "Protego!"
 
"Cast it stronger ladies, more power, more emotion, you need to convince the spell you need protection, but not meekly, forcefully...."
 
Courtney began to run away as the dummy tried to attack her. Once Liz stalled it, she grimaced at the professor. "That is so not cool!"
 
"And neither will a poltergeist or worse coming through a wall to kill you not hurt you, this one is under my control, they wont be!" he exclaimed
 
Liz took on a dramatic pose. "Woe is me! Oh, I must procure some protection! Prostatevo apo skotadi!!!" she said in the most over-the-top tone she could muster. She jumped back a bit, when it actually worked, as she blocked it from getting Courtney.
 
"Mocking the spell isnt cool ladies, itll be one of your major lifelines when our fight begins."
 
Liz grinned at the professor. "It was friendly mocking! The spell knew that, so it worked! Right?" she laughed, still running. "Okay, okay. I just felt like a joke or two might help us lighten up."
 
"Understandable, just dont do it when it counts, now lets try to hurt it..."
 
Courtney wanted to try the blocking spell, so she aimed her wand at the dummy and yelled, "Prostatevo apo skotadi!"

Happy with the results, she griined.
 
As Courtney blocked it, Liz took the opportunity to turn around and shout "Expungo Dummy!" It flew back, and she grinned at Courtney. "Woohooo! Teamwork!"
 
"Great work Courtney, you too Liz!" he paused to think then continued, " Now try to go offensive...."
 
After Liz had moved the dummy back, Courtney pointed her wand and shouted, "Stupefy!" Stunned, the dummy dropped to the floor.
 
"Finite!" prof. king shouted waving his wand in the air, and the dummy gave one last twitch of enchantment then fell lifeless.... "Well done, well done, lets see how evans doing with lighting his wand now..."
 
Liz laughed, "C'mon professor, we took care of the dummy! Conjure up some music!" She started singing lyrics to the most recent Weird Sisters song, as she ran over to Courtney, and started dancing.
 
Courtney began to sing in unison with Liz.

"Woohoo. Professor, have a little bit of fun. Come on, let loose!"
 
Professor King waved his wand, the song the girls were singing blared through the room, and then he waved his wand again, a house elf appeared with trays of party foods, pumpkin juice, cauldron cakes, gender confusion fudge, every flavor beans etc. he then sat down and allowed the girls to have a break, hoping stormie would arrive....
 
Bruin had finally finished his work at the Brotherhood and sought out the room that Professor King had mentioned... I need to find the room that Professor King is using to train us in more advanced magic , he thought to himself and a door appeared before him...

Bruin turned the handle and walked through it...
 
Liz eyed the fudge. "Oi! Courtney! We'll have to have some more Chester and Eli action in a bit!" she laughed.

Noting the professor sat down, she grinned at Courtney, then whispered. "Shall we make him dance?"
 
Liz turned to see Bruin walk through the door. Last time she'd seen him, she wasn't wearing a shirt.

"Heya Bruin!" she called, still waiting for Courtney's reply.
 
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