| missgranger @ 2004-02-13 14:34:00 |
| Current mood: | unimpressed |
Friday the thirteenth.
Like I said just yesterday, things have been carried a bit too far now. This morning we had so-called "trust lessons" with Professor Snape and Professor Black. I'm not sure what they had planned and who qualified them to teach trust lessons, but it was quite a sight to have students from all four houses packed into the Potions classroom, waiting for Professor Snape to show up (Professor Black was already there, looking entirely pleased with himself now that I think about it). I heard a lot of conversation about all the pranking those two have been up to, but I was certain we were going to get a good lesson, especially since it was to be our last this week.
Now, everyone knows it isn't like Professor Snape to be late, so I must admit I was a tad anxious because it seems every morning this week something has happened between he and Professor Black, and I was expressing my worry to the person next to me when Professor Snape blew in, and if I may say so, had there been any windows in the dungeon they all surely would have shattered upon his arrival. I do believe he was actually green with rage. I'm sure I've never seen him in such a temper, and as you know, he has been in some perfect states before; it's no wonder, though, his teeth were chattering and his hair was damp and looked to be somewhat frozen. Everyone was stunned into utter silence, but unfortunately that did not last long, for Professor Snape drew his wand and hexed Professor Black into the wall.
Naturally, I drew my own wand, thinking I ought to stop the both of them before they could get seriously injured, but at that moment a hex went directly past my face and hit poor Filbert Snodgrass, who was sitting on the other side of Ginny. I'm not sure who hurled that jinx, but within seconds, Ginny retaliated, and suddenly it seemed everyone in the entire room was casting something. Students were scrambling everywhere, and luckily I think many escaped from the classroom, but also several went down quite immediately. I lost sight of the professors because Ernie pulled me down under the table nearest to us. After some more quick thinking on Ernie's part, we re-emerged with cauldrons on our heads, wands at the ready. Laugh if you will, but seconds after I stepped out I heard a curse rebound off the side of my cauldron. Fortunately we were able to disarm many of the students who had apparently taken Professor Snape's total lack of control as an excuse to lose control, themselves. (If you are still missing your wand, please check with me, because I still have four wands that have not been claimed.)
Luckily, Lisa emerged from the chaos and joined us, cauldron and all, and managed to help put a stop to the utter chaos. I'm afraid the Potions classroom is in disarray at the moment; hopefully it will be restored come Monday. Also, after the dust had settled a bit, I learnt that Hannah Abbott had been Transfigured into a chair by a bit of rather splashy spell-work. Unfortunate, of course, but really a very accomplished spell. Susan Bones was the only one I know of who ended up being sent to the hospital wing. I do hope she's all right, she actually seemed to have caught a gross number of hexes from someone.
Do you know, people are saying that Professor Black somehow put Professor Snape's entire living quarters on the Quidditch pitch? And it's snowing, too!
I've never put any stock in Friday the thirteenth before, but now I'm starting to think people are onto something.
If you don't mind, I have something to fill out.
Comments:
| wheresmytoad @ 2004-02-13 07:45 pm UTC |
It was horrible! I've NEVER seen Professor Snape that angry. Even at me! (Actually, after I got over the shock of it, it occurred to me that it was almost sort of nice to have him that mad at someone other than me.)
I think one of the wands might be mine, but I'm not sure. I think someone hit it with a spell that transfigured it into a snake and it wriggled right out of my hand. So either its still wiggling around the potions classroom, or the spell wore off and you've got it now. Twelve inches, mahogany, dragon heartstring. Do you have it?
It took an hour to get my legs to stop doing the tarantella. I hate that spell.
| missgranger @ 2004-02-13 07:58 pm UTC Re: |
Oh, no, I don't have it, Neville, I'm sorry. It's probably somewhere in the Potions room, but I recommend waiting until the area is put to right to go find it!
(parent)| wheresmytoad @ 2004-02-13 08:01 pm UTC |
Oh, dear. Do you know anyone who still needs to do a good deed? Maybe they can help me look tomorrow morning.
(parent)| missgranger @ 2004-02-13 08:05 pm UTC Re: |
I'm sure there are lots of people who still need to do good deeds - Professor Snape, for example.
(parent)| wheresmytoad @ 2004-02-13 08:11 pm UTC Re: |
Professor Snape!? Uh, I'd rather have my wand stay a snake, thanks. Anyway, I think he's got other things on his mind.
Better yet, I'll find somebody else.
| knight_to_h3 @ 2004-02-13 10:06 pm UTC |
Did you see the wicked Permanent Sticking Charm someone did on Margret Sands and Michaelmas Johnson?!
| missgranger @ 2004-02-13 10:10 pm UTC Re: |
Well, I sincerely hope his hands weren't stuck to her in an inappropriate place.
(parent)| missgranger @ 2004-02-13 10:21 pm UTC Re: |
Well, that's a relief.
Have you filled out your "Getting To Know You" questionnaire yet?
| knight_to_h3 @ 2004-02-13 10:27 pm UTC Re: |
WHY ARE YOU USING YOUR HOMEWORK ICON? Is that stupid thing mandatory??
(parent)| missgranger @ 2004-02-13 10:34 pm UTC Re: |
Why would it be given to us if we weren't supposed to fill it out?
(parent)| erniemacmillan @ 2004-02-13 10:35 pm UTC Re: |
You haven't filled yours out yet? Get with the programme!
(parent)| potterstinks @ 2004-02-14 03:07 am UTC |
No, Weasley. Everyone has to do it but you. They make exceptions for the exceptionally challenged.
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