Chapter thirty-one: Dumbledore Explains All
"Miss. Roberts, shouldn't you be at your boyfriends side?" Barry woke to Madam Pomfrey talking to Lemo.
"No! Madam Pomfrey! As a parent I must stay at Winston's side!"
"But-"
"No!"
"Barry-"
"No!"
"Nice to know I'm loved," Barry grunted.
"Winston? You speak!" Lemo said placing her ear next to Winstons mouth, which open and bite her ear, "Damn you bastard!" she screamed. She looked over at Barry's bed,
"Oh! Barry your awake! Have a nice nap? Winston spoke!"
"Why don't you love me!" Barry said pretending to be upset.
"I do love you! - just I love Winston more...even if he does bite me!"
Barry sighed, there was no competing with ugly ball of fluff...
"Mr. Saucepan! The principal wishes to see you now! Miss. Roberts please leave..."
Lemo sighed,
"But my boy just woke up!"
"Out," Madam Pomfrey said sternly as Dumbledore walked in.
"Okay," Lemo said reluctantly, as she hopped off Winstons bed and walked out.
"Hello Barry."
"Sup Professor," Barry replied.
"I would like to inform you, I'm extremly proud of you. Also I would like to answer any questions you may have..." Dumbledore said as he sat down on the stool next to Barry.
"Professor, what happened?"
"Well lets see...When I realised I wasn't needed at the ministry, I rushed back here and then I met Mr. Weasel and Miss. Parker in the Entrance Hall. They informed me of what you and others had gone to do. Of course I went straight to the Third Floor, where on the way there I ran into a rather distraught Miss. Ranger, who told me a similar story to Weasel and Parker. I continued on my way to the third floor, where I found an extremely hoarse Miss. Roberts asleep and cuddling Fluffy, she had really bonded with the beast - it's quite amazing! She's taught it to sit and roll over and-"
"Sir...? As you were saying?"
"Oh yes! After I sent Roberts; up to the hospital wing for her throat, I proceeded down the trap door. Firstly I found the sleeping Miss. Rose, guessed immediately what must have happened and sent her up to the hospital wing, on a bewitched streatcher - she's still got another hour, twenty minutes and fifty-nine seconds to go until she wakes, by the way...Then I found the unconscious Mr. Watson - I'm assuming he sacrificed himself to win the game?" Dumbledore asked, as he helped himself to an Every Flavor Bean.
"Yes, Sir."
"Sign of a good chess player!" Dumbledore said wisely, "Aww, gross! What the fuck is this flavour!" he said spitting the bean out into his hand, he then regained his class and continued, "And then I found you...thought I had come to late. Fortunately I hadn't..."
"Ummm...Okay, Professor, one thing that puzzles me is; you and the teachers did all that important guarding and stuff and then you have this huge sign that points to the rock! It kind of makes the whole guarding thing self defeating does it not?"
Dumbledore chuckled to himself.
"You didn't really think that was the rock did you Barry?"
"Huh? Where is it then?"
"You have it," Dumbledore said helping himself to a chocolate frog.
"What? I do?"
"Course you do, before Christmas, Miss. Roberts came to me asking if I knew any suppliers of Smuggleypoos. I told I did and organised them for her - not before making my own creation that would turn back into the rock. Unfortunately I think - Oh bugger..." Dumbledore said mournfully as his chocolate frog juped away, "I really seem to have a terrible time with sweets...Thats why i prefer the muggle classics: Lemon Drops. Mmmmmm...Lemon Drops..." Dumbledore began to day dream about his large stash of Lemon Drops in his office.
"Sir? The rock?"
"What about it? Oh yes, you have it, it's in the bottom of your trunk I'm presuming..."
"But sir...why?"
"Isn't obvious? I was to lazy to come up with something more complicated and wise! So I thought to myself 'Dumbley Dore, keep it simple stupid this time...they'll never suspect!' and they didn't!"
Barry smiled,
"Professor, your so wise and yet so..."
"Mmmmmm...Lemon Drops!"
"Nuts," Barry finished.
"No, Barry, Lemon Drops!"
"Sir, I'm saying you're nuts..."
"Dounuts are the enemy of Lemon Drops, Barry remember that when times are dark..."
"Why Professor?"
"Shh, I dreaming..."
