Alexandra Johansen
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In an empty field on an abandoned farm in Sweden, there were fifty bales of hay set up five feet apart spanning half of the field. The sky was orange, the sun just about to rise. On the other half of the field there were a dozen scarecrows set up with their arms sprawled to the side. The farm was by the mountainside, with the closest neighbor miles away. Alexandra exited the farmhouse and walked on the field.
Since graduating from Hogwarts Scotland a little over a year ago, she had done some travelling to learn about herself. She mainly went around Asia, and a little into Africa. She met few people, did lots of meditation and praying, and now she felt as though she knew what to do. She returned to her grandparents farm in Sweden. They had died years ago, leaving the farm to her father, who in turn left it to her upon his passing. Alexandra came here to practise her magic, she came to train, and become stronger.
Alexandra was wearing running shoes, long pants and a gray hoodie as she walked towards the bales of hay. The weather was dewy and cool. She was armed with her wand, and was ready for her own training. She had gotten weaker mentally, becoming someone she wasn't. The travelling helped her become herself, and now she was sure of what she must do. As the sun rose, she took aim at the bales of hay, and shot.
"Expulso!" She said in a calm tone. The first bale of hay exploded instantly. She took aim at the bale next to it. Directing her attention to the next one, she whispered, "Expulso." The second bale of hay exploded just the same, as she expected it to. For the third one, Alexandra moved her wand a little over to the left, and concentrated on the bale of hay exploding. In her mind, she thought, Expulso. The bale of hay fizzled, and some of it turned into ash.
Alexandra took a deep breath in, and out. She refused to get frustrated. She cleared her mind of everything but the task at hand. Alexandra kept a strong wand arm aimed at the bale of hay, and thought in her mind, Exuplso, and the bale of hay exploded. She moved onto the next two bales of hay to the left, and repeated the non-verbal magic, exploding the next two with little difficulty. Content with her practise, she went back inside the barn just as the sky turned blue.
Since graduating from Hogwarts Scotland a little over a year ago, she had done some travelling to learn about herself. She mainly went around Asia, and a little into Africa. She met few people, did lots of meditation and praying, and now she felt as though she knew what to do. She returned to her grandparents farm in Sweden. They had died years ago, leaving the farm to her father, who in turn left it to her upon his passing. Alexandra came here to practise her magic, she came to train, and become stronger.
Alexandra was wearing running shoes, long pants and a gray hoodie as she walked towards the bales of hay. The weather was dewy and cool. She was armed with her wand, and was ready for her own training. She had gotten weaker mentally, becoming someone she wasn't. The travelling helped her become herself, and now she was sure of what she must do. As the sun rose, she took aim at the bales of hay, and shot.
"Expulso!" She said in a calm tone. The first bale of hay exploded instantly. She took aim at the bale next to it. Directing her attention to the next one, she whispered, "Expulso." The second bale of hay exploded just the same, as she expected it to. For the third one, Alexandra moved her wand a little over to the left, and concentrated on the bale of hay exploding. In her mind, she thought, Expulso. The bale of hay fizzled, and some of it turned into ash.
Alexandra took a deep breath in, and out. She refused to get frustrated. She cleared her mind of everything but the task at hand. Alexandra kept a strong wand arm aimed at the bale of hay, and thought in her mind, Exuplso, and the bale of hay exploded. She moved onto the next two bales of hay to the left, and repeated the non-verbal magic, exploding the next two with little difficulty. Content with her practise, she went back inside the barn just as the sky turned blue.