Oliver was on his way to the castle, back from the owlery where he'd sent an owl to his little sister when he spotted Ryann. He grinned a little to himself as he approached her quietly. As it looked she was lost in thoughts, which gave him an advantage in the plan that had just entered his mind.
he reached into his pocket and pulled out his wand, standing near one of the trees that lined the lake's shore. he pointed his wand at Ryann's book and whispered a speel. It was one of those they had practiced last night and he decided that this way was a nice option to see if she remembered anything they had repeated.
The book Ryann had been reading began to twitch until it turned into something round and furry that began to slowly try to climb off the girls lap in an attempt to escape. Oliver remembered the first time he had tried thos turn a cup into the little magical creature that was now climbing around on Ryann. It had gine horribly wrong and McGonagall had given him attention for ruining the cup.