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This spell belongs to my sister.
Chapter 1
It was lesson one of a new year at Hogwarts, it was a warm, sunny day and Harry and his friends had to go to charms class. Today was one of the more simple charms they had to learn. All they had to say was Incantato Bubrium and bubbles came spurting out of their wands.
"What's the point to this spell?" Harry grumbled.
"No idea, but keep casting to amuse the professor." Hermione advised, watching, with some trepidation as Professor Flitwick danced a very unstable jig on top of his pile of books, which, very slowly began to fall.
Neville was spilling purple bubbles from his wand, causing great annoyance to Harry who was just creating small, clear bubbles.
The entire class had failed to notice that the bubbles now greatly outnumbered the students and were closing in…