Back at the other end of the school, Cho, Ron, and Professor Trelawney were being charged by Fluffy, the enormous three-headed dog.

"I can't believe I'm going to die in such a gruesome manner," Cho pouted.

"You mean the fact that you're going to be an after dinner snack for a drooling, three-headed dog?" asked Ron.

"No," sighed Cho, "I'm sickened that you were the last person I made out with before I met my untimely end."

Suddenly, Trelawney started singing. Err, more like rapping! "So I gotta be down with the 'hood team. Too much television watching, got me chasing dreams"

Just like that, Fluffy stopped dead in his tracks and fell asleep.

Ron looked at Trelawney, who was still rapping in quite a drunken manner. "Oh yeah!" he said. "We had to cross Fluffy way back in my first year. If he hears music, he'll fall right asleep."

SLAP! Cho Chang hit him right across the face. "You really are a dumbass!"

Suddenly, Harry Potter and Professor McGongall stepped out from behind the enormous dog.

"The killer got Trelawney!" exclaimed McGonagall.

"Snape must be hiding somewhere around here," said Harry.

Cho rolled her eyes. "You two must be as daft as Ron. Trelawney's not dead. She was just drunk on sherry."

"That shadow we saw must have been Trelawney in a drunk stupor!" said Harry. "Snape must have put her up to this to throw us off the trail..."

Everyone ignored Harry's last comment. "So," said McGonagall, "the entire time, we were following a trail of sherry, not blood?"

"And you're a TEACHER at this school?" Cho scoffed.

"Well," said McGonagall hotly, "I for one am quite happy I don't have the extensive knowledge of liquor that you seem to, Miss Chang."

"Well," said Cho. "You didn't need to send that giant dog after us. Even if the killer had been here, you would never be able to tell who it was after that monstrosity got done with him."

"For the millionth time, we already know who it is. It was Professor Snape!" exclaimed Harry. Even Ron looked at Harry unbelievingly. "Okay," said Harry, "maybe sending Fluffy after the killer wasn't such a brilliant idea."

McGonagall started to speak, "Well, we've looked as hard as we could and there were no clues to be found. Besides, the halls are getting more and more unsafe. I, for one, do not want to be around when that beast wakes up," she said motioning at Fluffy. "I think we ought to go back to Dumbledore's office and wait for the others."

"Here here!" shouted Trelawney. "That's the best idea you've had all day! To celebrate this moment, let's have some sherry, shall we?"

On their way back to Dumbledore's office, the group met up with Ginny Weasley and Draco Malfoy.

"Professor McGonagall! Am I ever relieved to see you!" exclaimed Ginny as she began to tell her about Fudge and the Ministry officials as well as Dumbledore's disappearance. "He initially went back into his office," she said, "but as we were talking to Cornelius Fudge, I saw him sneak out and run down the hall."

"Goodness!" exclaimed McGonagall. "We must go find him!"

"Aww snap!" shouted Trelawney. "This biotch needes some booze, old school!"

McGonagall raised her eyebrows.

"This lady know what she's talking about!" exclaimed Draco.

"Fo' shizzle!" said Trelawney. "Pass the damn Courvoisier."

"Maybe you had better go back to Dumbledore's office, Draco," said McGonagall. "And Professor Trelawney as well. Ron, would you go with them? I'd like you to roll them on their sides once they pass out so they don't choke on their own vomit."

Ron didn't look too pleased, but he oblidged.

"Oh, and Ron," said McGonagall. "Take, err, Percy with you."