This really was Dea's day.
The Draco had never really had an opinion on Professor McKindy, but right now? Dear god, he was suddenly her favorite professor. And Spellwork was now her very favorite class. She'd sat down today expecting a lecture, and instead she got this?
Oh man, this really was a dream come true.
Granted, her ideas were currently based in things a little more...harmful than what Professor McKindy was probably thinking when he came up with this lesson plan. Because right now, Dea was mainly thinking about jinxes.
Like say, "swerve" for the tripping jinx. Sure, it might not actually make someone trip, but it might end up pushing them off to the side and would be pretty funny. Or "thot" for the stinging jinx.
In fact, that was one she could try on herself. So, Dea pulled up the sleeve of her sweater and pointed her wand at her bare arm, and firmly said, "Thot!"
She let out a little yell of happiness when the teeniest, tiniest of stings hit her arm. "This is the best day of my life," she muttered to herself, completely forgetting the fact that 1) she needed a partner and 2) there was someone standing behind her.