Ch.3. Potions Class
In the morning Bethany was awoken by a pillow that was thrown into her face.
"Bethanyyyy!" said Ruby. "Get up! It's our first day!" she finished and ran off.
Bethany reluctantly got up and changed into her robes. She went down the common room and her brother, Harry, and some other people were waiting for her. She blushed when she saw Harry, but no one seemed to notice and the lot of them walked down to the great hall for breakfast.
In the great hall, they got their schedule's for the classes they would have that semester.
"Oh no," stated Ruby, "we all have potions class first period."
Ruby, Bethany, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Patrick, Kiara and the rest of the students that were in their class, groaned.
They ate as slowly as they could hoping to have an excuse to be late to potions, but when they had finished their third helpings, they still had 20 minutes left. They decided to get to class early and get ready so that Snape wouldn't have any reason to give them an unruly detention.
19 minutes and 59 seconds to the exact mille-second, Professor Snape barged through the door ranting on something about dragons to someone who still stood out in the corner.
A hush fell over the classroom except for a few Slytherins still chattering in a corner.
The class started and they were to concoct a laughing potion by the end of the class. Snape sat menacingly at his desk staring down any student that dared to look at him for more than a second.
At the end of class he made them all test their potions at the end of class, in front of everyone. Neville Longbottom had messed up his potion so badly, he had to be escorted to Madame Pomfrey's office in hysterical fits of laughter and bubbles kept coming out of his mouth whenever he opened it and he didn't come back until everyone was just leaving. He didn't mind seeing as he was terribly afraid of Snape.
"Why does Snape try to kill us like that?" asked Ron. "I mean, he knows we're not that great at potions, and if we had messed up our potion bad enough, we could kill ourselves. Personally, I don't think he would care at all!"
The rest agreed and just as they were about to leave the dungeons, they heard a horrifying scream come from back downstairs. They all looked at each other and went running back down the steps.
There in the middle of the hall was Neville kneeling down holding his head in his hands and screaming.
"Neville! Neville! What's wrong!" shouted Hermione.
He couldn't answer her. He was still screaming, but then suddenly he stopped and he keeled over and curled up and panting on the ground.
"Someone go get Professor McGonaggle!" shouted Bethany noticing that a large group of students had gathered around them and Neville.
About 3 minutes later Professor McGonaggle came sprinting down the stairs and the bodies parted like the waters of the red sea as she made her way through them to Neville.
Just then, Madame Pomfrey trotted down the stairs and she inspected Neville. Then her face turned white.
"The cruciartus curse..." she whispered and her voice trailed off.
Some of the students were confused and didn't know what she was talking about, but others gasped and one girl actually fainted.
Professor McGonaggle went white. Madame Pomfrey carried the shivering Neville up to her office on a floating stretcher.
"I hope he's alright." said Kiara hopefully.
"What's the cruciartus curse?" asked Patrick.
Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes. "It's one of the unforgivable curses and you can go to Azkaban for performing it on anyone. It inflicts terrible pain on anyone who comes in contact with it." she said matter-of-factly like it was something everyone should have learned when they were very little.
"But who could perform the cruciartus curse in Hogwarts! There are too many people watching!" said Ruby.
"What if they were wearing and invisibility cloak?" Bethany pointed out.
"Right. They could have been hiding." said Harry.
"Well we all know how Neville is. He could have done it himself on accident!" said Ron.
"Yeah, that's probably what happened. Neville's just uncoordinated. That's all." said Hermione and they kept on walking and tried to forget about it. But it was hard for them to try and get the scene they saw out of their mind.
In the morning Bethany was awoken by a pillow that was thrown into her face.
"Bethanyyyy!" said Ruby. "Get up! It's our first day!" she finished and ran off.
Bethany reluctantly got up and changed into her robes. She went down the common room and her brother, Harry, and some other people were waiting for her. She blushed when she saw Harry, but no one seemed to notice and the lot of them walked down to the great hall for breakfast.
In the great hall, they got their schedule's for the classes they would have that semester.
"Oh no," stated Ruby, "we all have potions class first period."
Ruby, Bethany, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Patrick, Kiara and the rest of the students that were in their class, groaned.
They ate as slowly as they could hoping to have an excuse to be late to potions, but when they had finished their third helpings, they still had 20 minutes left. They decided to get to class early and get ready so that Snape wouldn't have any reason to give them an unruly detention.
19 minutes and 59 seconds to the exact mille-second, Professor Snape barged through the door ranting on something about dragons to someone who still stood out in the corner.
A hush fell over the classroom except for a few Slytherins still chattering in a corner.
The class started and they were to concoct a laughing potion by the end of the class. Snape sat menacingly at his desk staring down any student that dared to look at him for more than a second.
At the end of class he made them all test their potions at the end of class, in front of everyone. Neville Longbottom had messed up his potion so badly, he had to be escorted to Madame Pomfrey's office in hysterical fits of laughter and bubbles kept coming out of his mouth whenever he opened it and he didn't come back until everyone was just leaving. He didn't mind seeing as he was terribly afraid of Snape.
"Why does Snape try to kill us like that?" asked Ron. "I mean, he knows we're not that great at potions, and if we had messed up our potion bad enough, we could kill ourselves. Personally, I don't think he would care at all!"
The rest agreed and just as they were about to leave the dungeons, they heard a horrifying scream come from back downstairs. They all looked at each other and went running back down the steps.
There in the middle of the hall was Neville kneeling down holding his head in his hands and screaming.
"Neville! Neville! What's wrong!" shouted Hermione.
He couldn't answer her. He was still screaming, but then suddenly he stopped and he keeled over and curled up and panting on the ground.
"Someone go get Professor McGonaggle!" shouted Bethany noticing that a large group of students had gathered around them and Neville.
About 3 minutes later Professor McGonaggle came sprinting down the stairs and the bodies parted like the waters of the red sea as she made her way through them to Neville.
Just then, Madame Pomfrey trotted down the stairs and she inspected Neville. Then her face turned white.
"The cruciartus curse..." she whispered and her voice trailed off.
Some of the students were confused and didn't know what she was talking about, but others gasped and one girl actually fainted.
Professor McGonaggle went white. Madame Pomfrey carried the shivering Neville up to her office on a floating stretcher.
"I hope he's alright." said Kiara hopefully.
"What's the cruciartus curse?" asked Patrick.
Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes. "It's one of the unforgivable curses and you can go to Azkaban for performing it on anyone. It inflicts terrible pain on anyone who comes in contact with it." she said matter-of-factly like it was something everyone should have learned when they were very little.
"But who could perform the cruciartus curse in Hogwarts! There are too many people watching!" said Ruby.
"What if they were wearing and invisibility cloak?" Bethany pointed out.
"Right. They could have been hiding." said Harry.
"Well we all know how Neville is. He could have done it himself on accident!" said Ron.
"Yeah, that's probably what happened. Neville's just uncoordinated. That's all." said Hermione and they kept on walking and tried to forget about it. But it was hard for them to try and get the scene they saw out of their mind.