Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!

Scene 7

DD: Kumbiyah, my lord… Kumbiyah…

McG: That's enough, Dumbly Dore…

DD: Oh, all right…

McG: I say, look at Longbottom!

Neville: WEEE I'M ON A FLYING TRAPEZE!

DD: I'm not even that crazy anymore! Care for some orange juice, Minerva?

McG: No thanks…(backs away)

DD: Oh, I didn't put crazy pills in this individual!

McG: Well…OK…(drinks orange juice) WEEEEEOOOOOOO!

DD: I guess I put some in that one!

McG: I TAKE YOUR DUCKY, DD! (runs away, laughing insanely)

DD: HEY GET BACK HERE! (dashes after her)

Part 2 of Scene 7 Disco! Shake your booty… Harry: Hey, Ron! Let's hold a disco!

Ron: What's a disco?

Harry: Sort of like a dance only we dress in funny Muggle costumes and dance really stupid! CHUGGA CHUGGA CHUGGA CHUGGA WOO WOO!

Ron: You mean, like this? (does hustle)

Harry: Yeah! (does booty drop)

Ron: (talking like five year old) This is gonna be fuuun!

The Actual Disco

Herm: FRANKLIN SHOT AN ARROW AT MY BOA, HA, HA, HA!

Ron: Who's Franklin?

Herm: MY PET FISH ON A STICK!

Ron: I once had a fish. He died an hour after I bought him.

Herm: COOL!

Ron: (to Harry): You know, I'm beginning to worry about her. This must be some strange side effect from the crazy pills. Most of us are over it by now…

Harry: Except for 'Mione, Malfoy, and Neville…

Herm: MALFOY RODE THE BOAT ASHORE! (kisses Malfoy)

Harry and Ron: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWW!

Malfoy: (blushes) Th…thanks…th…thanks…

Neville: WEEE I'M ON SKIS!

Herm: ME A NAME I CALL MYSELF…

Malfoy: FA…A LONG LONG WAY TO RUN…

Neville: So…I meet all you friends…

Harry: Can you guys calm down for one second?

Herm, Malfoy, and Neville: NO! (skip in circles) DOE RAY ME FA SO LA TEE DOE!

Ron: Maybe we should take them to Madam Pomfrey…

Part 3 of Scene 7

The Hospital Wing

Bygones will be bygones…

MP: There's nothing we can do except wait for them to calm down…STAY Neville…no not you Miss Granger…Mr. Malfoy, please stop playing with the Skele-Gro, that's not a toy…Miss Granger, stop tearing the sheets…NO MR. LONGBOTTOM NO!

Harry: Is there any hope left?

MP: Yes…like, 5%…no, Mr. Malfoy…DON'T DRINK THE SKELE-GRO! Miss Granger, what in the world are you doing…

(wax dribbles out of Herm's mouth)

Herm: Mama!

Ron: They're really sick, aren't they?

MP: (mocking) Yes, we just figured that out!

Malfoy: (suddenly normal) Hey, why is the Mudblood putting wax in her mouth?

MP: He's recovered! There's more hope for the others…

(several hours later)

Harry: They're not going to get well, are they?

MP: Apparently not!

Ron: Well, I'm tired. Let's go to our dorms, Harry.

Harry: (yawns) OK…(trudges up to Gryffindor Tower with Ron)