On Sunday, the Chamber of Secrets lay bathed in a warm golden glow. The magical window lattice in the ceiling filtered the sunlight into soft, gauzy curtains. Pale gold gleamed along the edges of the parchment covering the long table, and the ink on the quill tips reflected tiny flecks of light.
"Try this." Jerry traced a silver arc with his wand, and a black doll appeared out of thin air with a metallic hum. "This is what I've been rushing to finish these past few days. It should meet our training needs!"
"An alchemical doll? Jerry, there's nothing you can't do!" Malfoy set down his quill and approached the doll to examine it closely. "You want us to practice spells on it?"
"Will this thing really work?" Malfoy lightly tapped the doll's head with his wand. To his surprise, it suddenly raised a hand, startling him into a hasty retreat.
"If the doll I made before were still around, it could slaughter every student in Hogwarts several times over in a single day, unless the professors stepped in to stop it!" Jerry said, patting the doll.
Malfoy's Adam's apple bobbed twice, his silver-and-green tie shifting as he swallowed. Could you make it sound a little less terrifying...?
"Draco, you're up. You can try it first!" Jerry interrupted his muttering and tapped the long table with his fingertips.
The others sitting at the table gathered around as well.
"What should I do?" Malfoy asked, raising his wand as he stood opposite the doll.
"Attack it."
"Confringo!" Malfoy took a deep breath and aimed his spell straight at the doll. A deafening boom rang out as brilliant light erupted where it stood. The explosion struck the stone walls and rebounded in piercing echoes. The blast swept the History of Magic homework