| potterstinks @ 2003-07-14 22:03:00 |
| Current mood: | enraged |
Oddly enough, Millicent still hasn't gone home. She's moved various wildlife into my bed, all because I put one plant in it. All I did was accidentally blast a hole through my bed. I was trying to cover it up discreetly, but evidently Millicent hasn't heard of the word 'discreet.'
Yesterday we found a dead puffskein, so we stuffed it in a gunnysack and went to stick it between two trees in an attempt to raise an army of the undead due to boredom. Unfortunately, we must have hit a slight snag in the process, as rather than an army of undead wizards we had one very large and angry undead puffskein. It was rotting. Its eyes were entirely white. Being calm and rational as we are, we set it on fire, which led to an undead puffskein that was on fire coming at us instead. Eventually we ended up setting a tree on fire, and you'd think the entirety of Wiltshire had burnt down due to the sparks that went up. Now the Prophet has reported about it, apparently assuming these were the sparks of someone being massacred. In any case, we decided to proceed calmly indoors in case the puffskein was not actually dead yet.
Since the ballroom is relatively empty on a daily basis and also relatively large, we decided to hold an impromptu match of Quidditch one on one there. Unfortunately, by the time I arrived at the ballroom, Millicent was no longer with me and I assumed the puffskein had come back and digested her for supper. Then she made me go all the way back to my wing of the Manor to retrieve her. Of course, I had to proceed very carefully in case the puffskein had somehow come back and got into the Manor, and since Millicent is impatient, she charmed her tent to fly and ran into me in the corridor, knocking me over with some alarm. It was actually quite a clever idea, as the puffskein surely wouldn't fit into the tent, so we decided to use that as our means for travel for the rest of the evening.
There were quite a few suspicious noises and shadows in my bedroom last night, which I can only assume were the result of a house-elf being rude, but Millicent must have got it in her head that it was the puffskein, so we decided to set her tent up on my bed and sleep in there. Of course, I rationalised that if the puffskein was in fact coming after us, if we were in the tent we'd have no idea if it was in the rest of the room, so we put up various protection curses around the outside of the tent charmed to movement. Evidently our superior skills at protection wards were too strong, as for the rest of the evening, each time a fly or dust particle went by the outside of the tent, said movement exploded.
Regardless, I feel we handled the situation smoothly.
As it turns out I'm allowed to practise Apparation as long as I stay within the boundaries of a single room at a time, so since my Apparation exam is on Friday I've been Apparating around the library all day today, which served only to make me nauseous for some reason. I suspect this has something to do with arriving around rows of books over and over and getting motion sickness. I can hardly be expected to Apparate into such similar scenery repeatedly, but of course, that would be the law for you. I hardly see how that's going to help me refine my skills in Apparation, although of course I don't really need to practise at all.
Comments:
| lupercus @ 2003-07-15 01:12 am UTC |
Er, Puffskeins haven't actually got eyes, you know. Are you certain it wasn't instead an outsized hampster?
Nevertheless, good luck with your Apparation test, Mr Malfoy.
- Professor Lupin
| petitemillicent @ 2003-07-15 10:54 am UTC Re: |
Explain the ex-hole.
Or I will blast a hole in your head and cover it with a plant.
M. B.