Chapter 2

Classes



The day had begun normally enough. Their first class was charms. Professor Flitwick was the teacher. A rather small wizard who had to stand on books to reach the top of his desk and see his students. He looked around the room and began.

"Now class. You all should have a ball in front of you and your wands. I am going to show you how to cast a water charm. Very useful if you ever need to put out a fire or save your things from a salamander. Now if you will all follow me and use the nice swish and flick method."

Professor Flitwick demonstrated the spell. With a swish and flick he sent water out of his wand and he smiled. "Now I want all of you to try it and aim it at the ball on your desk. The spell is Aquaious. Now class begin."

After a couple of minutes of the students wand waving some of the students were able to preform the spell. Harry and Ron had a bit of difficulty, but as usual Hermione got it right away. She was able to push her ball across her desk with a funnel of water. Professor Flitwick was almost ecstatic that She was able to preform the spell.

After class Ron and Harry met up with Hermione. "You have to help us. That spell may be helpful in the games Hermione." said Harry. "Why don't you ask Professor Flitwick for help." She said coldly and walked off.

"Wonder what's bothering her?" Harry replied. "Women. She is just in one of her moods again Harry." Said Ron as they made their way to the next class.

They walked into Professor McGonagall's classroom and noticed the cat on the table. They quickly took their seats and waited. The other students in the room opened their parchment and books and took up their quills. The cat on the desk jumped off and in mid air turned into Professor Mcgonagall. Ron was always amazed by this. He saw her do it many times and always liked to watch it.

"Now class. We will be learning the Avarious Transfigurium today. This is the spell used to transfigure something into a bird. Most useful if you need to send an owl and don't have one available. Now each of you write down the spell on the board and begin on the boxes in front of you."

The class started off well enough, but it soon got out of hand. Neville's box had wings and was flying around the room. People had to duck to avoid it. Semus Finnigan's box lit on fire and smelled like roasted chicken. Ron and Harry had managed to make a bird without wings or legs. The poor creature rolled around on the desk chirping. Hermione was able to make a bird, but it wouldn't fly or move or chirp. She had no idea what was wrong.

"Now class, You all must concentrate." McGonagall said sternly, but as she did the bell rang. "Very well then, Finite Incanitum!" She waved her wand and the bird boxes all returned to normal. The students left the class and headed to their next class. Hermione split off from Ron and Harry. She went to Astronomy while they went to divination. The room was hot as always and smelled funny. The class dragged on and Harry felt like he was going to pass out. As that class finished he was the first down the ladder and into the hall.

"I hate that class. I can never breath up there." Said Harry. "Me neither." Said Ron.

As they walked down the corridor they heard some girls talking.

"Did you hear the news Alex?" replied one girl. "No I didn't Hitoeme. What news?" said the other girl.

"Rumor has it that someone from the MLE will be judging the contests." "Really, who?" "No one knows yet. Rumor has it that it my be someone very high up and that's the reason Blackcat wasn't picked for the contest." "But the first position on the list is blank. Who knows. Maybe they forgot to put Blackcat in that spot." "Nah, besides I heard that Blackcat isn't in the contest because she is scared." "You know her better then that Hitoeme. Blackcat isn't scared of anything. Maybe its because Dumbledore knew she would win and wanted to give everyone else a fair chance." "Haha," Hitoeme giggled, "maybe your right. If she was in the contest those 400 points would be Gryffindors easily."

The girls giggled at they walked off. Harry continued to walk with Ron, but he was silent. He was running over what he had heard in his head over and over. "Someone from the MLE, Blackcat? She had mentioned her dad worked for the MLE. Could he be the judge. Is that the reason she wasn't picked?" Harry thought.

The two of them continued to their Defense Against the Dark Arts class with Professor Remus Lupin.

Harry and Ron walked into the old classroom at the end of the hall. No one was in there except Professor Lupin who was looking at a large cage and talking to himself. He heard the boys come in and smiled.

"Take a seat. Today should be an interesting class."

As the two sat down and took out their books Blackcat came running into the classroom. She ran over to Professor Lupin and looked to be out of breath. Her one hand was bandaged loosely and was bleeding heavily. Professor Lupin put a hand on her shoulder and tried to calm the girl down. Harry watched and tried to hear what was happening.

"Blackcat dear calm down. What is the matter?" Professor Lupin asked in a worried tone.

"Sir." She managed to say between breaths. "I need help."

Blackcat looked up to the professor. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she fell to the hard floor of the classroom. Harry and Ron excitedly got up and ran over to Blackcat and the Professor.

"Harry, Ron stay here and explain to the class that I've taken Blackcat to the hospital wing. Understand." He said very seriously. "Yes sir. Will she be ok?" Harry asked. "I don't know. Now I must go." Professor Lupin replied and with a wave of his wand levitated Blackcat and floated her limp body out of the room and to the hospital wing.

Harry and Ron looked at each other in a bit of shock. Even though Ron didn't know Blackcat that well he was still worried. He had never seen someone pass out before. Harry walked to his seat and sat down. He was thinking about what happened. As the other students walked in they looked around for the teacher and to Harry and Ron. Each took turns explaining what had occurred. Soon the entire classroom was chittering with gossip. Mostly rumors and hearsay about what may have happened to Blackcat. Soon a Dumbledore came into the classroom and told the students to be calm and to go to their respective dorms. He seemed very serious. The warm twinkle in his eyes was gone. As the class filed out Harry and Ron walked over to the professor.

"Sir, what is the matter? Is this about Blackcat?" Harry questioned.

"Harry, Ron. Return to the Gryffindor common room. I'll explain later. Now please go. We must make sure all the students remain safe."

Harry felt a bit disappointed. He and Ron quickly followed the other Gryffindors to the common room.