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Chapter 15

Super Moron Saves the Day

Sally pranced around the room, with a lemon custard all over his face, and doing what Harry saw was an attempt to dance and sing.

"LAA LAA LAAA! CUSTARD!"

Even Hermonie had come out of her homework trace to watch the idiocy that was being performed.

Just then the bell rang.

"Whoopsy!" Sally yelled. "Oh well, we'll have to continue our magical rain dance tomorrow."

Everyone left.

Except Harry.

Sally stared at him.

"Who the heck are..."

"JUST GET IN THERE!" Harry shouted.

Sally walked into the office, and stared down into the pure white potion.

"Abracadabra!" Sally shouted at the potion.

Nothing happened.

Harry buried his face into his hands.

"Oh, now I remember!" Sally said.

He walked over to his chest of drawers, and pulled out a picture of Sirius.

Harry didn't even want to ask how Sally had got it.

He threw it into the potion.

BOOM!

The picture appeared in the liquid.

"Cool!" Sally said.

Harry started to understand how this thing worked.

"Sirius Black!" He said into the potion. Info popped up on Sirius.

Name: Sirius Black

Occupation: wizard

status: mortal peril

location: Ministry of Magic, Department of Mysteries, some veil.

Harry found that absolutely no help at all.

Harry spent the next few minutes manipulating the potion, while Sally counted his fingernails.

"one... four... seven..."

At last, Harry gave up, and left professor moron in his office, now counting the molecules that make up one arm.

Yes, that's what he does for a living.


Calvin grunted all the way up to Gryffindor Common room.

He screamed the password into the fat lady's face, and walked into the room.

Once again, Hobbes was talking with Harry, Ron and Hermonie, except this time, they weren't laughing.

On the contrary, there were very serious about their conversation.

Calvin sat down next to Hobbes.

None of them seemed to noticed Calvin, so he took a deep breath in, and screamed at the top of his lungs.

Everybody jumped, and stared at Calvin.

Calvin grinned.

"After what Snapey did to me, I'm glad to get that off my chest."

Hobbes glared at him, and pushed the hairs on his back down.

"We were just discussing Harry's dream about us being tortured by what's-his-name!" Hobbes snapped.

Calvin grinned again.

"YEAH! Won't that be fun! I wonder what he'll look like!"

Everyone stared at him.

"Your insane." Ron told the blond haired, feeble-minded, boy.

Calvin grinned, again.

"Being insane is fun! You should try it sometime!"


The next day was Halloween.

Calvin and Hobbes walked around the castle in costumes, screaming "TRICK OR TREAT!" to every door they came to.

Hobbes was dressed as a human, and Calvin was dressed as a Velociraptor.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE IT, HOBBES!" Calvin yelled at the tiger.

"Over six-thousand doors, and not a single one has candy! THIS IS AN OUTRAGE!"

Hobbes stared at his watch.

"It's dinner time, Calvin, we better go to the great hall."

Calvin grunted. When they entered the Great Hall, it was filled with...

"CANDY!" Calvin and Hobbes screamed at once.

They raced over to where Harry and his friends were sitting.

Harry, Ron and Hermonie, and Calvin, and Hobbes had became the best of friends.

Harry had decided that he wanted to be as nice to Calvin and Hobbes, as he was to Ron and Hermonie.

Because, he thought they weren't going to be around much longer.

(Man, he doesn't know them very well, does he?)

"Oh, come on," said Hobbes that day noticing that Harry was being extra nice to them. "It's not like he-who's-name-is-very-hard-to-pronounce is going to invade the school, right?"

Ron rolled his eyes, and didn't look at Hobbes.

"Hey Run! I got a joke for you!"

"Quit calling me that!" Ron spat. "What is it?"

"Knock, knock?" Calvin said.

"Who's there?" Ron sighed.

"Ron!" Calvin muttered between laughs.

"Ron who?" Ron muttered.

Right before bursting out with laughter, he screamed, "Ron away! Ron is coming!"

He then fell to the ground in insane laughter.

It had appeared that a tiny particle of Sally's so called mind noticed this. And he felt he had to bring up.

"STUDENT DOWN!"

He leaped from the chair, next to McGonagal, and rushed over to Calvin.

Calvin was still laughing his head off, and Sally must of thought he had fainted or something.

He bent over to perform mouth-to-mouth.

Calvin opened his eyes, and saw a big, gaping, hole with a tongue approaching him.

Calvin screamed bloody murder, and shoved his fist into the hole.

Sally jerked up, he had his ususal stupid grin on, but now, there was a wild six-year old maniac kicking him, and shoving his fist into his face.

Sally didn't seem to notice, of corse.

Calvin then jumped off doctorstupid, and grabbed hold of Harry's robes.

"HE TRIED TO EAT ME!" He screamed in his face. "He was about to devour me!"

"He wasn't doing that! Quit screaming at me!" Harry yelled.

"He's dumb enough to!" Calvin yelled. "I caught him trying to eat a hose, last Tuesday!"

"Get off of me!" Harry said, pushing the maniac off him.

Calvin turned to Hobbes. "You can be my lawyer!" Calvin yelled. "We'll sue him for all that he owes!"

"No." Hobbes said.

Calvin glared at everybody, and sat back down.


Sally had returned to his seat, singing the Happy Snails theme song.

I'm Mister Happy Snails! And I like pudding!"

He then sat down next to Snape.

"Did you watch Happy Snails, yesterday?" He asked.

"No." Snape growled.

"It was good! It was where Mr Happy Snails defeated the evil Mr Bluebird, and saved Happy Snails Jr from total destruction!"

Snape got up, and moved his chair away from the stupid.