Diary Of A First Year
We are all as confused as I am about Hogwarts having its first ever year of open enrollment. This is an artfully gripping tale of my adventures henceforth.
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The Backfired Spell
Chapter 6
4/3/14
Well I waited for nothing.
It turns out trivia wont be opened for some time. So instead of waiting around
doing nothing, I got my act together and tackled the homework. Charms, potions,
DADA, And Herbology. I'm lucky that I didn't take transfiguration, because they
already had a quiz! I'm looking over potions first because it should be my
favorite class and I see there are 2 assignments posted. A short introduction,
And a 500 word essay. Hm. Well I had better get started. As I placed my quill
to the parchment I heard a sharp piercing scream from the boys
dormitories. homework would have to wait I thought as I rushed in to see
the problem.
"Ugh oh my, what do you think your doing. That's disgusting!" I
bellowed, shocked at what I was seeing.
There knelt a boy who had obviously bitten off more than he could chew. His
entire right arm and the better part of his face had been turned into what
looked like a cross between a toad and a puppy. There was a dark green hew to
his skin, and hair tufts were sticking out from the affected area. I shook
myself out of this stupor and bent down for a closer look.
"Transfiguration homework? " I asked.
The little boy, that i recognised as MC from sorting, nodded glumly, and as he opened his mouth to talk a giant hairy
frog tongue cascaded out of his mouth. I stepped back in slight
repulsion, but as I saw the sadness in his eyes I knelt down and spoke softly.
"I'm going to go get Professor Quilmane are you ok here or should
I get someone?"
He smiled and I walked out of the room promising a haste return.
I ran down the halls stampeding students and running through the occasional
ghost, I wasn't sure if the effects got worse the longer they resided. Arriving
at Professor Quilmanes door I shoved it open
breathless.
"Professor- MC's spell backfired- turned into a half animal- please
help." I panted trying to catch my breath.
"Oh my goodness! We must hasten at once, the pore boy must be
mortified." Professor --- said in a chipper voice. "Here, we'll take
my private route."
Professor---- tapped his wand against his portrait and whispered a passcode. As
I climbed in the painting I already saw her far off down the corridor. I
hastened to catch up as she swiftly opened another painting with a flick of her
wand.
" 2nd floor of the men's you say?"
"Yes he's in the far corner."
"Let me handle it, go back to your dormitory."
Go back? No way! I have to know what's happening! I turned off in a huff to
wait in the common room for MC to emerge.
Waiting with bated breath,
The First Year Witch.