Harry was sitting on the train with Hermione and Ron. The train had only
just started its long journey towards Hogwarts' secret location; a fact
that not many toiled on.
"Hey, I wonder who'll be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," Harry thought aloud.
Ron snickered. "Probably some old hag." He sneaked a look at Hermione. "Or maybe Lockheart again - he should have his memory back by now, shouldn't he?"
"Oh, shut up!" Hermione slapped his arm.
"Ow! Hey, come on, I was just jokin'."
"Well it wasn't funny!"
"Alright, alright!" He looked back and winked at Harry, then lifted a fist to his mouth, and coughed, "Lockheart!"
"Now you've done it!" Harry laughed as Hermione attacked Ron. He watched their antics for a moment, then looked out the window.
Who would their new teacher be?
"Hey, I wonder who'll be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," Harry thought aloud.
Ron snickered. "Probably some old hag." He sneaked a look at Hermione. "Or maybe Lockheart again - he should have his memory back by now, shouldn't he?"
"Oh, shut up!" Hermione slapped his arm.
"Ow! Hey, come on, I was just jokin'."
"Well it wasn't funny!"
"Alright, alright!" He looked back and winked at Harry, then lifted a fist to his mouth, and coughed, "Lockheart!"
"Now you've done it!" Harry laughed as Hermione attacked Ron. He watched their antics for a moment, then looked out the window.
Who would their new teacher be?
