You people wanted more, and I've got plenty to add to the German
Chronicles. My teacher's retiring this year, so I'm writing this as a
tribute to him. Herr Helmus, wir Leiben Sie! Please R/R
Scene three: (subtitled: if quizzes are quizzical, what are tests?)
"Alright, class, settle down, settle down and move to a separate table everyone, get ready for your test." McGonagall passed out test papers quickly as the students scrambled for quills and ink.
"This test will be partially written and partially oral. We will complete the oral part now. After each question I read, please write down your answer. I will read each question only once, so pay attention.' McGonagall's stern look left no one about to question this new method of testing.
~~ Halfway through the test ~~
Crabbe was bored. He'd never sat this far from Goyle or Malfoy before. How was he supposed to cheat? He rubbed his dull eyes and stood to cross the room and look at Malfoy's paper. McGonagall wouldn't notice, right?
"Mr. Crabbe!" snapped McGonagall, amazed. "I'm astounded. Please resume your position so we can continue this."
Crabbe thought for a moment. What was she talking about? Surely not…… But maybe so. Without another hesitation, Crabbe stood in front of McGonagall and bent over. That was, after all, what he associated with a position.
THWACK! McGonagall has picked up a meter stick and whipped it as hard as possible across Crabbe's head. "You sick pervert, Crabbe, please wait until after class."
A/N: Only one this time, and totally out of character. It really happened this way, I swear, it's been stretched a bit to fit Hogwarts, but there sadly are people out here who really act like this (coughcough Westphal)
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Scene three: (subtitled: if quizzes are quizzical, what are tests?)
"Alright, class, settle down, settle down and move to a separate table everyone, get ready for your test." McGonagall passed out test papers quickly as the students scrambled for quills and ink.
"This test will be partially written and partially oral. We will complete the oral part now. After each question I read, please write down your answer. I will read each question only once, so pay attention.' McGonagall's stern look left no one about to question this new method of testing.
~~ Halfway through the test ~~
Crabbe was bored. He'd never sat this far from Goyle or Malfoy before. How was he supposed to cheat? He rubbed his dull eyes and stood to cross the room and look at Malfoy's paper. McGonagall wouldn't notice, right?
"Mr. Crabbe!" snapped McGonagall, amazed. "I'm astounded. Please resume your position so we can continue this."
Crabbe thought for a moment. What was she talking about? Surely not…… But maybe so. Without another hesitation, Crabbe stood in front of McGonagall and bent over. That was, after all, what he associated with a position.
THWACK! McGonagall has picked up a meter stick and whipped it as hard as possible across Crabbe's head. "You sick pervert, Crabbe, please wait until after class."
A/N: Only one this time, and totally out of character. It really happened this way, I swear, it's been stretched a bit to fit Hogwarts, but there sadly are people out here who really act like this (coughcough Westphal)
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