Post by Avo on Jan 26, 2007 19:15:11 GMT -5
Colin had started training in the dark arts when he got through his first year. He sat in the Ravenclaw dorm room, the main lobby of the room, there was none up at the time, everyone was to bed, and as far as his observations went, none would get up for a while. He sat on the couch, his wand out, mumbling dark magic to himself. The tip of his wand glew green, the smoke coming off it was shaped as a skull. "Ah the death skull of Braton." He smiled to himself, writing down what he did to achieve this spell in his notebook. "Lets see..hmmm..summon a troll? no..Hey look at this...Withering To Death Curse.." he tired this curse several times with no avail. "d**n it! Let do this one more time....Jadurma exsivin mureta.." this time the tip of his wand shot out a red bolt, it went across the room, hitting a plant and causing it to die within seconds. "Whoa!" he got up and looked at the remains of the plant. "I guess it is very effective." he sat back down and wrote down the spell in his notebook....
