Vernon was sweating, he could feel it dripping down the sides of his arms and his back. He had been in the forest for hours now and had even missed the first dinner but for some reason, he had not wanted to go and had remained in the forest trying to train.
It was dark now and he knew he had better return, he had not stayed out late this long and if Madame Rachel were to notice, she would not be pleased. She was bound to scold and probably even punish him.
He wiped the sweat from his face and tried to return the tree to its original form which was an easy peasy task. Satisfied, with the state of the tree he turned around and began the slightly longer walk back to the boys' quarters.
He knew he still had at least a good full hour before dinner so he had enough time to clean up before it
