An Age Line, the Entrail Expelling Curse, the Fire Storm Conjuration, Cave Inimicum, the Gouging Spell, Deprimo and the Gemino Curse. All of these Alexandra had in mind to practise before she packed her bags once again and headed for Diagon Alley so that she could pick up a few things before heading back to Hogwarts.
She easily cast a Cave Inimicum spell, having done that before when she had last been with her brother and forced him to teach her. Fortunately, the spell didn't go off or else Alexandra would have had to break off her little practise session. She didn't cancel the spell in case something had somehow gotten past her family's barriers.
The first one she had the most experience after Cave Inimicum was the Gouging Spell, so she started with that after she summoned the chair she had turned to stone from the Sparring room. Alexandra's face went blank as she concentrated and soon enough the chair soared towards her but as it got closer, she purposely broke her concentration so that it would land a few meters away. It did so but the sudden weight broke of the the legs of the stone chair and made it fall over.
Shrugging, she attempted a none-verbal Gouging Spell on the chair to which a small chip of stone came off. Frowning slightly, she wondered whether it was from her spell or the aftermath of one of the chair legs breaking. Attempting it once more, she was glad to see that she was only not focusing herself enough and that not practising that spell for a while had impacted on it's effects as she watched a huge chunk of stone fall away. She casted a spell she hadn't tried before, "Gemino". At first nothing happened and she tried again at which another copy of the chunk of stone came into existence. She sighed and cautiously cast a stronger version of the enchantment and was too favorably rewarded when a pile of copies began to surround the original. To hastily clean up the mess, she cast "Deprimo" and almost immediately, the stone became grey dust as it was seemingly crushed by an invisible weight and the Gemino spell's effects vanished.
Alexandra attempted to cast an age line of 18 years surrounding the chair. The first time she stepped into the circle, there was no affect and she sighed wearily. The second time only caused a mild tingling sensating that raised the hair on her arms. The next few attempts were in varying degrees of sucess until she recalled some advice she'd read in the text book last night on the enchantment. As she followed the line of advice and stepped past the age line, a painful, burning sensation resonated through her left leg which was the only limb over the line. The girl withdrew it quickly and cancelled the spell, glad that she'd finally managed to at least get the gist of it.
This was something that she didn't enjoy doing but foresaw as something she was better off knowing in the future, the Entrail Expelling Curse. Fortunately, she'd asked the house elves to prepare an already dead chicken for her to practise on. Alexandra took out the body from a small bag she had brung with her and gingerly placed it in the middle of the grey dust on the clearing floor. Casting a shield charm, she hoped that the entrails wouldn't fly over her. Shooting the spell with caution at the chicken, she waited for several drawn-out seconds, but nothing happened. Again and again she tried to get the hang of the curse but sucess was not as easy to achieve as it had been before. She sighed and decided that she'd have to attempt the spell some other time.
Her last enchantment to try out would probably be the most dramatic, but she looked up in case the tree-tops covered the section she was standing in. She didn't want to start a forest fire afterall. Moving more towards the center of the clearing, she was happy when she judged that there was a large enough space over-head for her to try out the new spell. She took a deep breath and raised her wand over her head and waved it in a circular motion through the air in one continuous, flowing gesture as she said the spell with feeling, out loud. All that issues was a series of irregular sparks the first time around. Alexandra tried again. And again. And dozens more times before she was confident enough to try controlling a small fire ball. She stopped there, satisfied that she had gone as far as she felt comfortable without supervision.
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