Sydney wasn't ashamed of her magic, not anymore. There was a time when she'd denied it, when she'd considered it as unnatural as she'd considered the dhampirs and the Moroi. But that was a long time ago. Now she was married to a Moroi and embraced her magic. How the times changed.
Still, the idea of having a little privacy was a nice one, and she nodded. It was just better not to be overheard, and she would be able to talk a bit more freely. She searched her mind to see if she had a spell for that as Hermione cast her own, but unfortunately came up with nothing.
"That's a very useful spell," she said, a little jealous. "I don't think I can do anything like that."