Following that is the Sticking Charm, with the thought that I could just use my telekinesis to pull people off their feet and stick them to the ground. Or pull their wand out of their hands and stick it to the ceiling. Finally, I learn a variety of detection charms for checking food and drink for potions and poisons. Holly and I are probably going to gain a reputation like Moody’s, but I honestly didn’t care. I’m going to be sharing a dinner table with people who will not hesitate to kill me when they get older for seven years. The ferret is a coward, but others are NOT. I’m going to keep a damn bezoar in my mokeskin at all times, too, just in case. And maybe some antidotes for the more common poisons that a bezoar doesn’t help. Okay, maybe I’m a little paranoid, but it’s not paranoia when they’re out to get you.