Umbridge lowered herself slowly into her seat behind her desk, her eyes darting sharply about the class, "Wand’s away," she snapped; Harry hadn’t even bothered to take his out, "As we were interrupted in our last lesson, we shall continue with reading chapter one of our textbook," Harry obediently returned to chapter one, looking down determinedly to disguise his smile, "Scorgify! " she cried shrilly. Abruptly, all the dust covered surfaces were gleaming once more. She had cast the spell more than three times by the end of the class.