Practice makes perfect

[Jacob Lennox]

@Aurelia Vernon

Quite a lot of Jake's time was spent studying. It wasn't that he particularly liked the activity--well, depending on the subject--but that it felt necessary for him to be able to do as well as he needed to in his classes. He had a scholarship to keep, and a goal to achieve, after all. If he wanted to be an auror, he had to do well on his NEWTs. If he wanted to do well on his NEWTs, he had to avoid getting kicked out because he couldn't pay. Though Jake had never heard of anyone getting kicked out mid-year because they're grades weren't the best. They usually just didn't turn up the next year, which wasn't really an issue for him. Still, NEWT grades mattered, that was the point.

Today, Jacob found himself in one of the empty classrooms on the first floor, working on Transfiguration. Not homework, really, since he'd done that already, but just practicing spells. He was curerntly attempting to turn one of the chairs into a dog. So far all he'd managed to do was make it sprout white fur, though that was certainly a start. He'd left the classroom door ajar, though that might be a mistake if he succeeded. It wouldn't do to lose a newly transfigured pooch in the corridors. But considering how far he'd gotten so far, Jake wasn't sure it would end up being a problem.