Making a mess

"Bombarda!" Another test dummy exploded, sending ash around the room. Hermione coughed, trying to get air in again, but she wasn't unpleased with the result.

After a few hours of practice, Hermione was successfully able to cast a number of hexes, jinxes, and curses on the training dummies without her wand. She really was getting decent with wandless magic. The only downside is that she didn't know how she would do against a real opponent, but she had the gist of it down and would simply have to hope it wouldn't come to it.

She looked down at herself and saw what a mess she had become. She was absolutely coated in soot. It was in her hair, coating her breasts, and some had even managed to get between her legs. The clock that had once worked in the room burned into disrepair, but she estimated that she still had another hour or two until she had to go down to dinner.

Hermione thought about having the room create a shower, but she wasn't sure how well it would work with the room as damaged as it was. She decided that she didn't need an entire bath, but a quick shower would probably do her well.

She stepped out of the room of requirement and made her way to Gryffindor Tower.

"My goodness, girl!" The Fat Lady cried, upon seeing the state of Hermione. "What have you been doing?!"

"Some homework... of a sort," Hermione replied before spreading her pussy open. It was a stunning pink against the dark grey of the soot surrounding it.

Hermione made her way through the reading room and into the old bathroom behind yet another portrait hole. Hermione thanked her lucky stars that the portrait that normally would cover the passage to the bathroom was currently in Filch's office.

She turned on the water and let the ash and soot wash down her naked body, cleaning her in an instant.

After around 5 minutes of cleaning herself, Hermione looked around for a towel only to find that there were none available. She groaned, as this would mean she'd have to let the air dry her, which would likely be a cold process.

Or perhaps... Hermione set herself in a corner of the bathroom near one of the shower heads and turned it on, without getting under it. It would be best to be prepared for this. Hermione muttered while moving her hands, and a jet of hot air came from her finger. She beamed at her own success as she dried herself off without needing a wand, or tracking water around the castle.