Charm Bubble-Producing Charm, First Year

The Bubble-Producing Charm -- Bullarum Immortalem. The spell sounded innocent, pretty, and most of all, fun; in other words, exactly the kind of charm that was meant for Adam. He had entered the history classroom weighed down by exhaustion and boredom, dreading another lengthy lesson about things that had happened long ago and people that had been dead for years. It wasn't that there was anything wrong about the way the class was taught, and there was most definitely never a dull moment with the History of Magic professors, not one of them. Adam had never been the biggest history fan, though, and he'd rather be out on the grounds or studying in Charms class. That was all before he had found out what they'd be practicing.

Eagerly, he had watched the spell demonstrated right in front of him and listened intently for the proper incantation. It was a funny one this time, and he stumbled over it in his head while trying to sound it out. It was hard to think properly while watching the transfixing stream of bubbles pour from his professor's wand. They were so perfect, round and slightly golden, making it clear that they were of magical nature. Adam had heard the spell called frivolous, pointless, and any other synonym of the word. Oh, he wanted to cast it so bad.

The first-year Ravenclaw's chance finally came with the enthusiastic closing line delivered by his professor. The students turned to their own studies and overlapping shouts of the incantation filled the room, everyone trying to get their bubbles out first. As much as Adam wanted to race ahead, he knew he had to take his time if he wanted things to turn out okay. He calmed himself down with a deep breath and twirled his wand around in his fingers, rehearsing the phrase under his breath a few times, determined to only need one attempt. When he had spent a sufficient amount of time focusing (probably), Adam turned in his seat to face a mostly-unoccupied wall and pointed his wand at it. "Bullarum Immortalem!"

To be fair, he had successfully summoned bubbles -- disappointing ones. Instead of the beautiful creation of his professor, his result was a mutated version. Tinged with a foreboding purple-black color and floating lazily from the tip of Adam's wand, they moved slowly through the air like overstuffed insects. What could he possibly have done wrong? He had taken his time, hadn't he? The incantation was hammered into his brain, and he had definitely been focused. That might be the problem -- he remembered a Charms lesson where they had been taught the Wand-Lighting Charm, and Professor Blackburn had warned them all not to focus too hard, or else they could destroy their wands. It was a fun spell, so maybe he just had to have more fun with it! That seemed to be as legitimate a reason as any, so Adam leveled his wand at the wall and readied for a second try.

This time, he thought less about each precise detail of the spell and instead of the end result. He was still concentrated, of course, as all magic required concentration, but his mind had turned to all of the possibilities this spell opened up. His classmates had already listed a few, applicable from dueling to decorating. Entertainment as simple as this was hard to come by, and it could keep Adam from getting bored or lonely this year if he needed it. If he ever got a pet, they'd surely love chasing the bubbles around, and he and Eris could probably find countless other games to play with the charm. Happy prospects occupying his head, Adam called out the incantation again, stressing the syllables he had been told to and crossing the fingers of his other hand for good luck.

"Bullarum Immortalem!" he exclaimed, and watched with delight as the bubbles flooded back into the air at a much healthier rate. They looked so much more solid now, and their color was much closer to the gold that the examples had shined with. Adam couldn't help the grin that crossed his face as he swirled his wand around in the air for a little bit, watching the bubbles follow his direction. He felt like a conductor in a band. This had been an awesome charm to learn -- and an awesome class period too.

Now....how did he make it stop?

Professor Edit: Congratulations, you've learned the Bubble-Producing Charm!

The third practical lesson was promising, at least. Her professor still was his usual, annoying self, refusing to call them anything else thatn wizkids.  In her ears it was a desperate attempt to stay hip and cool, when in fact it was nothing more than pesky. She wasn't running around calling other wizults, because if you have any respect, you just don't do that. 

But it wasn't for Marcia to judge, she had to endure yet another litany of professor smiley face and his bad jokes, calling them all by their first names.

Once again she barely listened to him, spacing out with her head laying on top of her hand, and she rather would have done nothing but instead they were forced to try some spell. After the glass repairing charm Marcia had no hope for any useful spell, especially coming from her history professor. And yet, when she watched the stream of bubbles coming out of the wand's tip, she was amazed. Not only were the bubbles pretty, they also blocked her view, making the professor vanish behind the flying bubbles. She could get used to it. 

More eagerly than she did with the glass repair charm, she prepared herself to cast the spell. She really wanted to add more bubbles to fog her sight. The problem was, she had no idea what she was supposed to say. She had trained her ears to just hear muffled sounds when her professor spoke, so she now had to listen to the others and what they chanted. 

"Blarum Immortem? What?" A chorus of voices was filling the air making it hard to understand a word. "Bula-? Gosh speak clearly." It took her a few minutes till she was sure to have grasped the incantation, only to frown at what she had heard. "Bullarum Immortalem? Who thought about this? Is this even right Latin?" 

She was thinking about the spell and was wondering what its meaning was supposed to be. Itt sounded latin, and the words clearly were latin, but they didn't work together. 

Her mother had given her and her brother some basic lessons. She herself was taught when she was young and she had said it had helped her in learning spells. Most of the spells are latin, she had said, you better know what you are doing. Now Marcia certainly wasn't good in Latin, but she knew basics, and her basics told her, whoever invented the charm must have had no idea about declensions and how to put words accordingly together. 

She shook her head and tried not to think too much on it. As long as it would work, the spell could be total gibberish. "Bullarum Immortem." She did her best to mimik the other speech and focus one the picture of bubbles filling the air. First only one bubble emerged, then another. Wherever her wand went, glittering bubbles followed her. She liked them and played with them, swooshing her wand and forming some trails. She really liked that spell. 

Professor Edit: Congratulations, you've learned the Bubble-Producing Charm!

Wizkids. Cecily raised her eyebrows as she heard this name. She had been called this name before and didn't like it. Wizkids just didn't seem right for people at Hogwarts, even first years. It sounded like the Professor was talking to five-year-olds.

Five-year-olds could be considered wizkids, but not 11 or 12-year-olds. Cecily shook off this thought however, knowing that she needed to get to work on the spell.

Cecily listened with deep curosity and interest as the Professor explained the Charm. She had never been taught a charm this useless but also useful at the same time. It was useless in the sense that it would just make bubbles, nothing else. It was useful for dueling. It could obscure vision. That sounded very handy for dueling. Cecily couldn't wait to try that.

However, the incantation sounded way too complicated!

"Bull-a-rum immor-talem. Bull-a-rum-immor-talem," Cecily recited to herself like she always did before launching a charm.

The professor then talked about what would happen if the Charm went wrong. Cecily froze, a little nervous. Whenever she didn't do charms right usually nothing would happen. She relaxed when the professor gave examples of what might happen. It wasn't too bad.

Excited and nervous, Cecily took a deep breath.
"Bully rum Immortality!" Cecily said confindently. She laughed at herself.

Well that was just uncalled for, Cecily. Ridiculous, Cecily scolded herself.

"Bullarum Immortal!" Cecily said again.

"Ugh, it's not Immortal! Immortalem! How hard is that?" Cecily scolded herself again.

It is hard, a voice inside Cecily argued.

Cecily shook her head and took a deep breath again. She needed to hurry. Other people were finishing. How embarrasing it would be if she was the last one to finish!

"Bullarum Immortalem," she said calmly, concentrating as best as she could. Perfect, colorful bubbles began to emerge from her wand. They were really pretty. Cecily sighed as she continued to watch them in awe. It was such a neat charm.

Professor Edit: Congratulations, you've learned the Bubble-Producing Charm!

Phaedra instantly sat up, alert, at Professor's Wordsworth III's greeting. Yes, breakfast that morning had been quite delicious - so delicious in fact, that she had nearly forgotten to go over her notes like she always did. Regardless, Phaedra was particularly well-rested and in a decent enough mood to start her first class of the day. After flipping open her textbook to where they had left off last time, the girl pulled out a piece of parchment to record on and glanced back at the professor for further instructions.

Surprisingly, rather than give a long lecture, apparently the man had other things in store - something fun. Wary of his next moves, Phaedra narrowed her eyes at the cape-wearing wizard and sat back in her seat to watch him withdraw his wand. After, he spoke a convoluted incantation which Phaedra immediately whipped out her quill to take to her parchment. Bullarum Immortalem - Bubble-Producing Charm, she wrote in neat cursive. The words were a mouthful, but after mentally chanting to herself over her notes, she was confident that she had gotten the saying correct. Getting even the most minute details about a spell was the important part, and as the feather of her quill swished frantically, Phaedra copied down the rest of the information that came from the man's mouth to the best of her ability.

It seemed that the Bubble-Producing Charm was extremely versatile in its effects; someone behind her suggested that it could be used even to decorate (the bubbles were non-bursting after all) and Professor Wordsworth responded positively. However, Phaedra was mostly interested in using it for duelling and obstructing vision. She made a mental note of that - no one would expect bubbles in a duel and surprise would give her a momentary advantage.

Phaedra was now more than used to the prospect of having to stress certain syllables for a spell to work correctly. Holding out her wand, she gave it a flick just like the professor did and said, "Bullarum Immortalem!"

Instantly, a continuous stream of bubbles emitted from the tip of Phaedra's wand, clear with a slight golden-tint in colour, and she was able to direct them by moving her arm around. The bauble-like bubbles ricocheted off of her desk onto the floor where they continued to bounce and Phaedra wondered if someone would be able to stand on them and slip as if they were a bunch of marbles. Shaking her head, Phaedra swung her wand around to try to stop the effects before it got out of hand. Unfortunately, it took her a while to get the stream to stop flowing, but once she managed, she gently laid down her wand and looked to her professor with a grin.

What an interesting addition to their spell knowledge!

Roleplaying as a first year.

Eri walked into the classroom. She was excited to meet the new history of Magic professor. And also excited to learn a new spell. The teacher seemed very intresting and she liked it. He wasn't boring Arby's all and in her opinion this was sometimes a boring subject but he made this class enjoyable. 

Eri watched as the professor came in with a grin on his face. So they were going to do something fun. He was going to teach them the bubble producing charm. After he explained the spell and told them to try it she pulled her wand out. 

"Bullarum immortalem" She exclaimed hoping that the spell would work. It looked very fun and there were some interesting uses for the spell. 

"Excus me, Professor? Could this spell be used as a way to swim under water? Like produce a bubble around your head and it works like a scuba helmet?" She asked. She wasn't sure if the spell would work like that, but what is the harm in asking? It couldn't hurt to be a little curious sometimes and maybe she was right and if she was wrong that was also okay.