
Potter for a moment, please?” Lockhart begged and though Harry shook his head discretely in Snape’s direction, Snape said, “Two minutes,” before turning back to the class. “Ah, Professor Snape, could I borrow young Mr. Just as Snape got the Hufflepuffs settled, a knock came to the door and the dungeons were momentarily lit by Gilderoy Lockhart’s smile. The yellow and black clad students bumbled about Snape like little butterflies even as Snape looked at them like he couldn’t wait to clip their wings to use for potions ingredients.

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If Harry thought Transfiguration with the Ravenclaws had been entertaining, it had nothing on watching Snape in a room full of brightly colored Hufflepuffs. For kids that smart it was a wonder they couldn’t discern her red face and annoyed expression before she had abruptly ended class. Professor McGonagall was more of hands on teacher, where the Ravenclaws needed everything spelled out for them to the letter. It had been fun to watch the Ravenclaws interact with McGonagall. Flint didn’t need to add the “or else”, Harry felt it.Īfter Transfiguration where Harry had successful turned a feather into a spoon, and Millicent had turned hers into a spork they were headed to Potions. Flint had already informed the team, well, the team and Harry that there would be tryouts coming up that weekend and that he would have to be there. Flint had tossed Harry’s onto the middle of his forehead before he was even conscious.įirst up, Harry had Transfiguration, then potions with the Hufflepuffs. Professor McGonagall set to handing out the Gryffindor schedules, Snape having handed theirs out via their prefects before they were allowed to go to breakfast. Weasley’s voice filled the hall, he felt bad for Ron, but mostly, he was just glad it wasn’t him. Weasley’s voice filled the Great Hall.Īs Mrs. “A what?” Harry asked, as Blaise wiped the orange juice off his lip and Mrs. He tucked into his breakfast seated in between Blaise and Millicent.

He made his way back to his table before the mail arrived. The next morning, Harry stopped by the Gryffindor table to tell Neville good morning.
