"And were back everyone, and it's time to ask Draco who invented the lightbulb. Now, if Draco gets this right, he gets 50 points, which would make the score 100 to Draco and none to Ron. Who, Draco, invented the lightbulb?" Lavender gushed out with as much enthusiasum as she could muster.

"Well," replied Draco, "there was a muggle scientist that invented many things, one of which being the light bulb. To the muggles, he is very famous, but most wizards have never heard his name. We take our LUMOS for granted. Thomas Edison, famous inventor and scientist, invented the muggle light bulb."

"Hermionie," Lavender asked, fearful of the answer, "is that the correct answer."

"I couldn't have put it better," she stuttered.

"Well, then, 50 points to Draco Malfoy!" ahe grumbled, attepted excitement in her voice.

"It seems I'm not too stupid after all, am I Granger?" Draco could not believe his luck.

"You're rather familiar with the muggle world, aren't you Malfoy? You even admitted it. Why is it that you know so much? Do you really pay attention to the muggle world and it's inhabitant's? The look on your face shows that my assumption is correct," Hermionie shot at him.

Draco stiffened. He wasn't supposed to let anyone know about his connections to the muggle world. That was confidential.

"I think we've hit a point here, Malfoy. So as soon as you shut up and quit bragging on your knowledge of mudblood hometown. Your father would be."

"Leave my father out of this!" Draco yelled in reply. His father was the reason for his connection to the muggle world, but yet again, nobody could learn that either.

"Why don't we continue this debate backstage while we take a commercial break," Lavender suggested.