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After forty minutes of practicing Riddikulus, the group was ushered back out into the hallway. Professor Swift, who rarely said more at the defense meetings than little corrections on Emmeline's procedure, stood aside as Emmeline faced the group, and she clapped her hands together, wand still held tightly between them.

"All right. This is the hard part," she was used to ignoring the fact that these were people she went to class with, who she was technically on the 'same level' with. Emmeline had to, because sometimes there were jerks who thought they knew what they were doing and nearly blew each other's heads off with a wayward spell. So, no, she didn't talk to them like her friends when the defense club was in session, Emmeline was in charge of teaching them and keeping them alive (because Swift sure as hell didn't, not when her nails were still drying). "It's going to be one at a time, to keep the boggart from getting too crazy."

"Professor Swift and I will be in the room, along with the trunk. For your safety, not because of some strange interest to see what your boggart is---if we had a professor of any sort of caliber in third year, we would have been facing them there and we all would have seen anyway. There shouldn't be any problem performing the spell, but if you simply cannot, the panic word is 'Hogwarts,' yes, I know, original---"

She smirked, eyebrows going high and looking toward the first person in line, "Ready? Let's go."

ooc: Tag like a party thread, a new comment for each person. If you want to continue out in the hallway with someone, be my guest.