When Harry entered the Great Hall the next morning, rumors were everywhere.
"Did you hear that the new teacher's last name is Doom?" some students were whispering. Others were saying that that was short for "Ifyouseemewalkingdownthegreathallathogwartsyouwillbedoomed."
The next second Booklya gave a loud but meaningful HOOT. The next second the doors of the Great Hall opened and out came Tromedlov- the new muggle studies teacher.
And at that moment Harry realized that he was doomed.
Now Tromedlov realized that he was making people doomed, but he didn't care. Actually, he had a secret about his doom. The only one that was actually doomed was him. He has spent hours reading books that I haven't written yet but hopefully will at some point of my life "Going BOOM", "Accepting DOOM" and "Successfully DISAPPEARING". But who cares? He just came because Dumebledore was paying him a thousand muggle dollars per hour.
Harry thought he saw an almost invisible bird flying behind him.
His acceptance speech was made up mostly of strange words. You could make out some bad words, but Harry and I may just have imagined it.
When dinner was over that evening and everyone trailed along to their dormitories, Harry noticed something that would make him even doomier- he was going to sleep next to Tromedlov.
The next morning, a new kid named Patrick got up and complained that Tromedlov's doom made him sick. Tromedlov put down what looked like a letter to Napoleon and started thinking.
Maybe he really was doomed!