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As Lily had expected, none of the students got it the first time through, but she was surprised when a few of them were able to do it after meditating again the third time. None of the colors they imagined were as clear as and complete as the one Harry had managed, but Aayla had changed the silver of her ball into a light silvery pinkish color, which was rather attractive. All the girls smiled at it, but it wasn't what Aayla had been attempting.
"The key is visualization," Lily said again. "You must visualize the change completely in your mind, then reach forward with your 'Force' powers and impose that change upon the reality before you. It isn't hard once you start get the hang of it. My own people use gestures and words to help the process along."
With that Lily split the group up evenly into three portions. One portion began to concentrate on using their abilities and simply visualizing it with no aid. The second group under was taught the gestures, and the third the wording for the color change spell. Those gestures were the same someone would go through if they had a wand, and a few of the kids didn't like how ridiculous they looked, swishing and flicking their fingers like that. The others were a little hesitant about the words, since they were in a foreign language and they had a heck of a time getting their tongues around the words, but game-fully pushed on.
By the end of that the day several students had managed to get some color changing from their work. Two students under Harry's group had, one of whom was Wulo, the other Alecto. The group with the gestures had all managed small changes, but nothing major. The third group had accomplished two full changes among them, which was excellent work for a day. All of the students however save Harry were noticeably drooping, tired mentally and physically by the time they finished for the day.
As her assistant held up the two perfectly changed balls looking somewhere between interested and shocked, Lily smiled moving around the room and ruffling hair or touching heads as she went. "I want everyone to congratulate Mac and Luci. Because of them, I'm going to have my son here transfigure something called chocolate donuts for you all this evening."
"Just to make clear, when you say chocolate you really mean it right, that isn't something that is getting lost in the translation?" said one of the girls from the back, which garnered laugher from all of the children and they raced out of the room toward the cafeteria.
"We don't usually use material things like that to motivate the children, verbal praise and a new datapad is the most we do," Illaviel frowning and shaking her head at Lily. "Your motivating them using external motivation rather than internal, which will give out eventually. And worse, it teaches them to place attachment on objects."
Lily shrugged, mentally filing that bit about attachments away once again among her other issues with the Jedi training. A lot of it made sense, a lot of it pointed to why the Jedi didn't need focuses, but some of it was just odd. They live more like monks than normal people let alone wizards so are they an order of monks, or are they somehow a religion and that aspect just isn't carrying over to Harry and I in our discussions with them?
She put that thought out of her mind for now to answer the other woman's point. "When children are this young, you have to match the motivation to the level they can mentally understand. You can't just demand that they act like short adults, that's not going to happen. As more and more students start to get the idea, we'll stop having food as a motivator, learning itself will take over from that point on, but external motivators are still going to be necessary going forward."
The woman still looked dubious, at least she was if the Bothan body language was the same as humans. Lily watched as she moved around the room examining the various items the children had been using, a few of which had begun to fade back into normalcy. "Is that normal?" she asked gesturing at them.
"If you mean them changing back, not where we come from no. But I think that is down to the difference in how what you call the Force responds here in comparison to back home. We'll see if the other children can make those types of changes permanent like Harry can."
"But Harry can do that?" Tholme asked. "I only ask because of the beds he created yesterday."
"Transfigured, and yes, he can. Harry transfigured the bed he and eventually Aayla used back on Ryloth, and it was still there several weeks after he made it." Lily shrugged. "As I said, it will be interesting to see if the students can do the same thing."
The chocolate cake needless to say was a hit, and the two students who had managed it, a very young boy of around five, and another older girl of nine were the stars of the hour. Then the students returned to the classroom for the question-and-answer session. Lily sat in amongst them now, since she wanted this to be a general getting to know you question and answer session rather than directed at her or Harry alone. She made a point of trying to keep Harry's past with the Dursleys private knowing how he felt about it. But it came out nonetheless, and all the boys and girls were sympathetic, one or two of them even having had similar experiences with bullies or others of that nature.
The final session for the day was another meditation round then they retired to their rooms for the day.
"Walk with us Lily," Tholme said gesturing the ghost follow them.
"Float, you mean?" Lily replied dryly, sending a last look her son's way, to where he and Aayla were apparently regaling a few other students with their run in with the Wampa, their arms locked around one another as they walked. Aayla was quite a huggy sort of girl, which Lily felt was just what her son needed.
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