Disclaimer: I don't own Minerva's speech nor do I own Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling did an even better job than I would ever do.

Chapter 4: No Wands?

"I can't believe that she won't give me my wand back till tomorrow! If McGonagall finds out she'll kill me! And we have transfiguration in the afternoon!"

"Well Ron, you did point it at Parkinson, professor Chenier probably thought you were going to curse her." Ron looked at Hermione like she had grown an extra arm or leg.

"You weren't there when I asked her to have my wand back. she told me that she was keeping it for the whole day and that I could have it back if I went to see her in the morning a few minutes before classes. she also told me that if she ever saw my wand again, or anyone else's in her class, she would take it away for another day. It's like she's against wands or something!"

"Oh Ron, don't be silly, she can't be against wands if she's a witch."

Harry looked at both of them and whispered "Did you even see her taking her wand out? And how did she know all our names withought even looking at the list?" Hermione looked thoughtful for a moment but always the voice of reason "She's only been here for two days and we're already accusing her of not having magic? Come on guys, she probably didn't use her wand because she didn't see the need for it and I'm sure there's also a logical explanation for how she knew our names."

The two boys looked at each other as Hermione walked ahead of them saying that if they didn't hurry up they would be late for DADA.

Harry was fuming as they entered the transfiguration classroom. Every evening of the first week of school he had detention with Umbridge, starting that very evening, just because he was saying the truth! And what was worse was that Professor McGonagall couldn't do anything about it.

They sat down at their place and waited for the Professor to start the lesson which came as soon as everyone was in the class. "You cannot pass an OWL withought serious application, practice and study. I see no reason why everybody in thit class should not achieve an OWL in Transfiguration as long as they put in the work." She gave them a severe look as she finished her little speech. "Now, take out your wands, we will be starting Vanishing Spells. Mister Longbottom, could you pick up the summer work?"

They all gave their homework to Neville as he was passing and took out their wands... except for Ron. "Mister Weasley, were is your wand?" Ron looked like he was sitting on hot coals as he took out a note from his pocket and gave it to her.

The whole class was silent as she read the note.

"Why did you take Ronald Weasley's wand away?" where the first words that Minerva said as she looked at Isabelle in the staff room and continued with her rant "Why didn't you just give him detention or take points? Do you not realize that he needs his wand for class? Honestly, what are you thinking?"

Isabelle, who had been reading a news paper while the other professor was ranting, closed it slowly. Minerva was just about to go off on another rant when Isabelle looked at her in the eyes and asked if she was done with her ranting and if she could answer the questions that Minerva had asked. Minerva sat down next to her and waited for the explanation while Isabelle put the paper next to her. It seemed that she had all the time in the world.

"I took his wand away because he had it pointed to another student and I didn't give it back because he's learning his lesson. I didn't give him detention or took away points because he wouldn't have learnt anything. He needs to try to keep his temper in check. Don't worry, he will get it back tomorrow morning."

Minerva looked at her with a look of shock and stamered "It... It's against the rules!"

Isabelle unfolded the news paper and started to read again as she stated "I haven't see any rules that state that a teacher can't take a student's wand away."

Harry was walking back to the Common room from his detention with Umbridge when he saw someone talking to a painting in the hallway. As he approached, the person turned around for him to see that it was Professor Chenier. She looked at him in shock. "Mister Potter, why aren't you in your Common Room? It's already past curfew."

"I was just on my way there, I'm coming back from my detention with Umbri... I mean Professor Umbridge." She nodded her head but suddenly told him to show her his hand. Baffeld by what she had said he showed her his left hand. "I meant the other hand Potter. The hand that's going to scar if I don't do anything."

Surprise etched on his face, he showed her his hand and watched as she sucked in a breath when she saw the red skin. "Follow me Harry, we'll have to make sure that it doesn't scar." and with that she turned around and walked along the empty hallways with Harry in tow.