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Chapter 5:
Snape was staring at him. There was no doubt about it. Harry threw in some purple gel so a puff of steam came up from his cauldron blotting out Snape's face. Draco was staring at him too, and he seemed fairly amused. Harry glared in Draco's direction.
"That's too much!" Hermione said.
Harry rolled his eyes. "What's he going to do give us more homework? There's not enough hours in the day."
"This is part of our grade," Hermione glowered.
Harry shrugged. He hadn't even wanted to be Hermione's partner. He'd wanted to work by himself so he could pretend to do the assignment while he looked for a potion that would turn everyone who annoyed him into slugs. The way this morning was going that would be everyone in the school.
"You're not even paying attention," Hermione hissed.
"You do it then," Harry said.
"Honestly, Harry..."
But Hermione didn't get a chance to finish. BAM! Neville's cauldron blew up spraying everyone with warm, gray sludge. Some laughed, a few girls or boy shrieked and yelled.
"That's enough," Snape hollered. He flicked his wand cleaning the room up and at the same time assigned Neville a week's detention.
"That wasn't even Neville's fault," Hermione said quietly leaning in towards Harry. "Draco snuck some snag tree bark in when he wasn't looking.
Harry laughed out loud.
"It isn't funny," Hermione whispered looking shocked. "In fact I hear the slytherin are planning something really nasty for the whole school."
"Quite, Potter," Snape said, sliding across the room.
Snape stared at him and Harry fought the urge to throw in more purple gel to engulf him in steam.
"Go see the nurse. You look terrible," Snape said with a look of disgust.
Harry felt fine, but he wasn't going to argue. He grabbed his books and headed for the door, but not before he snagged a potion from Snape's shelf.
Instead of the nurse's office Harry found a quiet room.
"Now to find out what this does," Harry said, placing the potion on the table in front of him. He hoped it wasn't something lame like freckle potion or something. He oppened the bottle and poured a bit onto the corner of his potions text. The corner of the book disintegrated instantly.
"I may be able to use this," Harry Potter said with a delighted laugh. But the potion didn't stop there. Slowly it spread across the book until the entire thing collapsed in floating gray ash. Harry tried it on a few more things the table, a fossil rock from a drawer, and the glass from a picture frame. Each disintegrated slowly until the room was swirling with ash.
"Perfect," Harry said. Placing the potion in his pocket beside the magnet.