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Chapter 7: Classroom Reviews

Early that morning, Professor Plum woke up to the tap tap on her window. Now who could that be? Surely not Dumbledore because I haven't sent the date yet, but, maybe it is. She got out of bed and unlatched the window. She untied the letter from the owl's foot and gave it a reward and it was off. She quickly closed the window and headed for her desk. It wasn't from McGonagall because the parchment wasn't blue, so her hopes were up. It was addressed to her, obviously written by a man so her suspicions became true that it was indeed from Albus. It read:

Preul,

I was just checking in and I was wondering how you were doing with your 'homework'? Also, when ever you figure out a date and time, I am busy Friday night, something just popped up. But, I can't wait to get together.

Professor Dumbledore

Well that was odd. He was "checking in" so I guess I should come up with a date. Oh, and he said he couldn't wait! Straight away Preul went to her calendar and checked the dates. Well Albus said he was busy Friday, and it's Wednesday, and I'm busy Saturday so I guess we should do it… Thursday. Well, it's settled then, we will go for our walk tomorrow night around… 10ish, just after the students are in their dormitories. She folded the parchment and placed it in her own pink envelope, tied it to her own owls leg and sent him out the window.

She sat down at her desk and started grading that weeks test while waiting for his response.

Albus was already awake when the owl tapped on his own window. He noted the pink envelope and read the letter.

Albus,

Hello. How are you? Sorry if the owl woke you. Anyway, since you are unavailable Friday and I Saturday, I was thinking we could get together tomorrow night around 10? Please speak to me if this is not okay, otherwise I will see you tomorrow at 10 underneath the grand staircase. Good day.

Preul

Of course he had no complaints, any night spent with her he could attend. But that was tomorrow and he had a whole day in front of him. He took a quick shower and managed to get down to the great hall just before breakfast began. Once again, Professor Plum didn't sit near him and once again that was just fine with him. Today happened to be the day when Professor Dumbledore would review all the teachers so it posed to be a busy one. He gave the first year teachers about ten minutes before he entered his first classroom. Professor McGonagall. When Dumbledore got into Professor McGonagall's classroom, she had already started the lesson so he politely nodded his head at her and sat in the back of the classroom.

"Now that you know that basics of transforming animals into quills, let us try something a bit more, 3rd year? Ok, watch me carefully and then try yourself. Pretoanibroki!" With a quick flick of her wand, Minerva McGonagall had managed to turn her stool into a cauldron. " Now of course not all of you will be able to turn it into a cauldron, seeing as this is a very difficult spell, so don't get yourself all in a huff if your neighbor manages to and you don't. Now, wands at the ready, and pretoanibroki! Good good Ms. Undergruff…. Ms. Granger, this is certainly, um, not your type of spell? But keep trying, it will come to you. And Mr. Potter and Mr. Wesley, how did you two manage this?" She asked Harry and Ron when she saw that they had actually managed to make their stools into cauldrons and Hermione hadn't. " Well, good job. Now students, for your homework tonight I would like you to keep practicing this spell if you have not managed it yet. But, on to our other bit of work for class, pop quiz! Books and wands away, quills and parchment out."

"Awww." The students groaned.

"Yes, it's a written pop quiz, so I hope you were listening well in class this week. You will have exactly 30 minutes so complete the quiz, which will leave us just enough time to go over your other bit of homework. You may begin."

Professor Dumbledore stood up and started walking around the room, casually glancing at the students answers.

"Minerva, you teach the same way you taught when I hired you. It makes me proud. But now I must be off to the other classes so I will see you at dinner. Good day." Dumbledore walked out of her classroom and headed for the dungeons, his least favorite place in the whole of the castle. Professor Snape was his next stop. Once again he quietly nodded his head to Professor Snape and sat in the back of the potions room.

"Cho, come here. I would like you to brew this potion today. The directions are written the board, I want this done by the end of class. The rest of you," he said, walking around the classroom, will all have the privilege of reading pages 154 to 203, and then answering and completing everything the text asks you to. All of you have much work, so I suggest you get started." Snape walked back to his desk and started grunting about the horrible work Mr. Potter had handed in the day before. Dumbledore couldn't stand the dungeon anymore, so he left and headed toward Professor Flitwicks room.

"May I have your attention please." Flitwick said in his high-pitched voice. He immediately got the classes attention. "Since you all have been working so diligently on your assignment, I decided to give you a break. Flip to page 234 and you will see a list of spells you can do. Pick one, just one, and practice it. Do not do any on page 235, if you do the word detention comes to my mind. I will be walking around so just do your best." Students immediately started waving their wands and saying different spells. Dumbledore walked around the classroom too. He always liked Professor Flitwick. Darcy Mengella, Hufflepuff, managed to make her pencil hover above her head and then disappear which was a great improvement of Henry's pencil, which exploded. Professor Filtwick hurried over immediately to help clean up the explosion. In the meantime, Professor Dumbledore was asking Marisa Perksins why she thought Professor Flitwick was a great teacher. Talk about putting someone on the spot.

"Well, um he um, teaches us really well and -er- I'm doing well in his class I guess. Oh, and he's really funny." Marisa had a look of concern in her face until Dumbledore spoke.

"Well, those are very good reasons Marisa. And you are doing very well in his class." He gave her a wink and headed toward the other side of the classroom.

He questioned a few other students who didn't seem as nervous as Marisa and bade Professor Flitwick goodbye. As he stepped out of the classroom however, he was almost knocked over by two very disruptive students. Fred and George Wesley.

" Sorry Professor." George yelled behind him. "We are trying to get to the common room as fast as we can. Peeves is on our tails!"

"No no no worries." But by the time he had stood up, Peeves went right through him and knocked him over again. ( From shock)

"PEEVES!" Now Peeves had gone and gotten himself in trouble.

"Yes...yes Ablus?" He answered with a waverly voice.

"What are you doing chasing the Weasley's"

" The Weasel twins stole one of my Burttie Bots Every Flavor Beans. And I wanted it back."

" Well here," he said holding out a bean, "take this one and stop chasing students. You are disrupting the classes."

The moment Peeves had the bean he was back chasing students. It's no use. Dumbledore said to himself.

"Professor."

"Huh, what?" Dumbledore looked up from where he sat on the floor. " Oh, Professor Plum. How are you?"

"Fine. But, what are you doing on the floor? I'm sure it isn't the most comfortable place to lay." She asked lending a hand to help him up.

"Quite right. Peeves is on the loose again. But that is not the point."

"Oh, then what is?"

"Um… well –er- I really must be going. See you at dinner then."

Dumbledore quickly strode away to his next classroom. Well, it wasn't exactly a classroom, but a hut. Hagrid.

"Good afternoon Professor Dumbledore." Hagrid said when he saw Dumbledore approaching.

"Good afternoon Hagrid. Just keep on with your lessons and pretend I am invisible."

"Ok then. Now, everyone, grab the hornbee by the tail, and pull away from you. You will then grab a tail sitting beside you and replace it. In the wild, hornbee's often take many days getting their new tail on, so this helps them quite a lot. Now everyone, begin."

Tails were flying in every direction and some with some tails even came some other things.

"Ewww. Hagrid this is gross." Ginger remarked at the site of some, gross, animal droppings.

"It might be, but that is because you are not doing it quite right. Here, lemmie show you." Hagrid went off to help her and some other who had trouble, and Dumbledore tried his own hand at it. Of course, he got it right and immediately decided he did not want to do it again. It took some muscles. But he had to give Hagrid his full marks because they had written work, an experiment, and they all learned something which counted greatly in Dumbledore's book. "Good day Hagrid"

Albus had some work he needed to do before he went to bed that night, which means he wouldn't have much time before dinner to start it. So he went down to the kitchen and watched the elves work and chatted with them until it was time for dinner. Dinner went by fast, which was good for him, so he had plenty of time to get his work done. His secret project.

On his way back form dinner, Albus stopped by the potions room to get some potions for his project and then went to his tower. He took out his old cauldron and a very old spell book which must have been passed down through many generations. He was looking for a spell, in which the gift he was to give, would turn extraordinarily better when she got the gift tomorrow. Alas he found it, luckilyplum, he grinned at the name of it. In he poured all three ingredients and made a spoon appear to stir the potion all through the night. It would be ready by 10 o'clock tomorrow night. Now, he just had to take his shower and finish writing down all his noted he had taken that day, and he would be ready for a great night's sleep, which would bring an even better day.

Sorry this took me a while to right, but homeowrk is kinda taking over my life. PLEASE REVIEW! 6 pages!