The next morning, they had Transfiguration class, but there was a slight problem, Napoleon lost his chapstick.
"Gosh, I don't feel good! I need my chapstick!" Napoleon said.
"Ok Napoleon, we are really late, we really need to get to class! Forget the chapstick man!" Harry said.
"But my lips hurt real bad" Napoleon snapped. "Whatever, I guess I will live, but it is gonna be tough."
They hurried to class hoping that Professor Mcgonagall had not started the lesson. Napoleon saw a cat on the teacher's desk and approached it with one of the tots that he had saved from his breakfast.
"Kitty, eat the friggin tot!!" Napoleon yelled. The class stared in awe at Napoleon's strange behavior. "Eat the Fuooood!!" Suddenly the cat turned into Professor Mcgongall. "Sweet! That was incredible, amazing, astounishing..."
"Thank you for that assessment Mr. Dynamite, please you and Mr Potter may take your seats now." replied Professor Mcgonagall.
".....mind-blowing, flippin sweet, unbelieveable...." Napoleon continued.
"Ok, tot-boy thats enough, lets go sit down" Harry said as Napoleon continued for another ten minutes until the professor finally put a silencing charm on him. When Transfiguration class was over, they proceeded to their Potions class with Snape.
"I am Professor Snape and I will not tolerate lack of preparation and hard studying in my class!"
"Geez, this guy has like the greasiest hair I have even seen!" Napoleon said, loud enough for Snape to easily hear.
"Maybe our first potion we shall test on Mr. Dynamite" Snape said. He then walked over to Napoleon with a small cauldron filled with some gooey ugly purple goo and poured it on Napoleon's head.
"Ugh, what the flip is this? It is gooier than my mother's queesydallas dip!!" Napoleon yelled.
"Well, this potion does nothing really, it is just to show the class that anything can fall on their heads at any time and you were the guini pig on this example." Snape said.
"Gosh, I will have to shower for like a finity years to get all this out!" Napoleon yelled back.
After the horrible potions expierience, Napoleon was forced to attend his first Flying class covered in goo. When Madam Hooch told them the directions and to say "Up" to the broom, the class tried to obtain their brooms on command. Harry and a few others got it on the first try and suprisingly Hermione was unsuccessful.
"Up! Up!! UP!!! Flippin IDIOT BROOM UP!!!" Napoleon screamed. As if the broom heard him, it came up and hit him in the face, but it did not return to the ground. The broom got stuck to Napoleon's sticky face and it seemed the potion made everything that came in contact with his body in the next day stick to him and not come off. Therefore, he had to walk around all day with a broom stuck to his head, which impared his vision and caused him to walk into walls accidentally.
"Ugh, this flippin stinks so bad! I can't see with this giant broom stuck in my face and a finity papers stuck to my body, how the flip can I sleep and how am I going to avoid damaging Jem's beautiful hair? UGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Napoleon yelled.
"You are so wierd and you deserve everything you get wierdo!" Harry said.
That night, Napoleon had one of the roughest nights ever, except for the time his brothers sold his bed and replaced it with dead fish, that was probably worse. But still, the night he had stunk pretty flippin bad.