These are not my characters!! They actually belong to the great J.K Rowling.
Harry's face lit up when he saw Hagrid standing in the front of the classroom looking at Ron, Hermione and himself.
"Mornin' students. We have a great lesson in ahead of us today, so les' get started", said Hagrid cheerfully, his beetle-black eyes shining in the sunlight of the window near his desk.
Hagrid took out some small animals that strongly reminded Harry of dogs.
"They're called pufflewoomers, jus' babies, they are. I jus' want you to feed `em for now, but later on, we'll get to play wit' `em.
The class, now disappointed, fed the pufflewoomers some dried salted meat. This fueled Harry's bad day. " Some great lesson this is, isn't it?" he murmured loud enough for Ron and Hermione to hear.
"Well, if you think this is bad, wait up, we have potions next and, knowing Snape he is probably going to slip some thing on us." said Ron.
After their lesson was over, the three of them walked out of the classroom forgetting-for a split second- that Potions doom was looming right around the corner.
They entered the classroom, and Snape's ugly sour face reminded them of the horror they would have to put up with for an hour and a half.
They took their usual seats at the back of the classroom and looked at the ingredients on the board.
"Does anyone know what we're making today?" said Snape, sneering around at the students
Hermione's hand shot up in the air. "Ooh, Professor, I know, I know!"
"What, Granger?" Snape sighed.
"We're making an obsession potion, sir. The powdered buboter root clearly suggests this; it is only used in the obsession potion-"
" Yes, yes," said Snape curtly. "With the obsession potion, the person in question becomes obsessed with the first person of thing they think of."
"Now, first you slice the bubotober root very finely so it is almost translucent" he paused, and sneered so the students could finish copying down what he had just said.
"Then, you add them to the cauldron contents. Next, you add the beetle eyes..."
"I just hope I can think of something pleasant when I take this." Harry said.
After they finished, they divided the potion into three portions and they drank it down.
Ron thought of lunchtime, Hermione thought of schoolwork, and Harry thought of.... Basketball. This came to his mind when Malfoy threw a wad of parchment into the garbage pail by his seat like it was a basketball.They walked out of the classroom babbling on and on about their newfound obsessions. Hermione, however, did not seem affected by the potion because all she talked about was schoolwork without the potion.
Snape smirked evilly at the students as he called out " The potions will wear off in aout 24 hours. Have a nice day."
Although Harry couldn't stop talking about basket ball, he knew subconsciously that these next 24 hours were going to be very crazy.
Harry's face lit up when he saw Hagrid standing in the front of the classroom looking at Ron, Hermione and himself.
"Mornin' students. We have a great lesson in ahead of us today, so les' get started", said Hagrid cheerfully, his beetle-black eyes shining in the sunlight of the window near his desk.
Hagrid took out some small animals that strongly reminded Harry of dogs.
"They're called pufflewoomers, jus' babies, they are. I jus' want you to feed `em for now, but later on, we'll get to play wit' `em.
The class, now disappointed, fed the pufflewoomers some dried salted meat. This fueled Harry's bad day. " Some great lesson this is, isn't it?" he murmured loud enough for Ron and Hermione to hear.
"Well, if you think this is bad, wait up, we have potions next and, knowing Snape he is probably going to slip some thing on us." said Ron.
After their lesson was over, the three of them walked out of the classroom forgetting-for a split second- that Potions doom was looming right around the corner.
They entered the classroom, and Snape's ugly sour face reminded them of the horror they would have to put up with for an hour and a half.
They took their usual seats at the back of the classroom and looked at the ingredients on the board.
"Does anyone know what we're making today?" said Snape, sneering around at the students
Hermione's hand shot up in the air. "Ooh, Professor, I know, I know!"
"What, Granger?" Snape sighed.
"We're making an obsession potion, sir. The powdered buboter root clearly suggests this; it is only used in the obsession potion-"
" Yes, yes," said Snape curtly. "With the obsession potion, the person in question becomes obsessed with the first person of thing they think of."
"Now, first you slice the bubotober root very finely so it is almost translucent" he paused, and sneered so the students could finish copying down what he had just said.
"Then, you add them to the cauldron contents. Next, you add the beetle eyes..."
"I just hope I can think of something pleasant when I take this." Harry said.
After they finished, they divided the potion into three portions and they drank it down.
Ron thought of lunchtime, Hermione thought of schoolwork, and Harry thought of.... Basketball. This came to his mind when Malfoy threw a wad of parchment into the garbage pail by his seat like it was a basketball.They walked out of the classroom babbling on and on about their newfound obsessions. Hermione, however, did not seem affected by the potion because all she talked about was schoolwork without the potion.
Snape smirked evilly at the students as he called out " The potions will wear off in aout 24 hours. Have a nice day."
Although Harry couldn't stop talking about basket ball, he knew subconsciously that these next 24 hours were going to be very crazy.