[Slughorn, having given his order, had returned to his own work; he had little time for leisure, and no reason to expect... well, what happened. When he glances over, it's to see her having dropped something. Fair enough; everyone makes mistakes. He gestures with his wand and speaks the Summoning Charm pleasantly enough.]
Accio.
[The tangled ball zips to his hand; Slughorn immediately recoils in shock, dropping the sprigs onto a counter and shaking his hand as if shocked.]
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Accio.
[The tangled ball zips to his hand; Slughorn immediately recoils in shock, dropping the sprigs onto a counter and shaking his hand as if shocked.]
I -- yes, well, good effort...