This is supposed to be a joke.
Disclaimer: I don't own Robert Gould Shaw or anyone else or blah blah blah, It would be really ironic if I did own Robert Gould Shaw.
The whole school was eating dinner. The 54th was at their table eating the nasty ass stale bread while everybody else got steak.
"Why don't we get steak like everybody else?" One of the boys of the 54th whined. Everybody in the room stopped talking because they couldn't believe he had just said that.
"10 points from the 54th!" A teacher yelled out. Robert Shaw, the only white boy in the 54th, who also acted like an asshole to everybody, stood up from his seat.
"What did we even do to lose 10 points?" He asked. The other boys of the 54th imagined themselves standing up and bitch slapping Robert into next Tuesday.
"50 points from the 54th! You can all thank Robert fucking Gould Shaw for that!" The teacher yelled back at him.
"Robert! Sit the fuck down! You're making a fool out of us!" Robert's best friend, even though Robert acted like a bitch to him, said to Robert.
"That's it you little shits! 100 points away from the 54th!" The teacher screamed. Roberts friend got up from his seat and picked up a steak from another student plates and he slapped Robert with the steak.
"Fucking Robert Shaw! Sit your pale ass down and shut up!" Robert's friend yelled.
"That's it, y'all mother fuckers! You're dismissed from dinner and you're to report to your tent outside immediately." It didn't make sense to them why they slept in a tent outside, Hogwarts was big enough to have sleep inside.
The entire 54th stood up out of their seats and walked to the door. The crowd near the door made it hard to get outside.
"Forward, Fifty-Fourth, forward!" Robert yelled to encourage them to move faster.