That was a nift sluicing charm you and Finch-Fletchley came up with. It would be wicked to use it sometime for sliding on the big slope here.

Eh. No, I don't think there's any hope. You know how it was sparking magic through the splintered part? Well, now that just looks all burnt and dead. And all the twigs went brittle and most of them shattered on the way back. I mean, I think I'll ask Madam Hooch tomorrow, but I can guess what she's going to say.

I had some wicked clever charms on it, too, that Wood and Stretton showed me one time and I'd worked them over until they were dead on. Yeah. Anywiz.