When the whole class was in and seated, Lockhart cleared loudly his throat and silence fell.

He reached forward and picked up Neville's copy of Travels with Trolls and held it up to show his own smiling and winking face on the cover.

The gesture made Jack roll his eyes.

"Me," he said pointing at it and winking as well, "Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, Honorary Member of the Dark Force Defence League and five times winner of Witch Weekly's Most-Charming-Smile Award – but I don't talk about that..."

Jack leaned over to Ron and Harry who he was proud to see wasn't give their 'teacher much of their attention.

"If he doesn't talk about it why did he just boast about it all to a bunch of kids?" he asked.

"Because he's a brainless git who will do anything to sell more books, be more famous, and get a higher step on the popularity pyramid." Ron said grumpily.

Their conversation ended when Lockhart said he was going to give them a little quiz on his books.

"Nothing to worry about – just to check how well you read them."

As he started handing out the papers Jack put up his hand "Sir! Sir I haven read a single word of ANY of them."

Lockhart looked like these words were not in his vocabulary, and all the girls gave a big gasp and span around to look at him.

Clearing his throat Lockhart said "Well then I guess you'll just have to try your best Mr Frost."

"But Sir, How can I do that if I don't know anything you wrote about." Jack fired back "Shouldn't you teach us something and then give us a quiz? After all knowing you Sir, all the questions you wrote will be about you and NOT about the monsters, and curses, and other Dark Magic like things like you're supposed to be teaching us."

There was murmuring and nodding around the room especially coming from those who have already gotten the quiz and saw that it was indeed all about him.

Getting a little uneasy, and a little annoyed at Jack, Lockhart took back the quizzes.

"Very well then, Frost, we will skip the quiz for today and do it next Friday," he said checking the timetable "I'm sure that will give you enough time to read my books."

"More like – That will give him enough time to rewrite and copy all those questions and quizzes." Ron and Harry said together, congratulating Jack and thanking him.

"Well then I suppose we better get on with the lesson," Lockhart said using his wand to move the covered cage onto the front desk.

"That would be wise..." Jack whispered trying to comfort Baby who was still hiding, but as Lockhart moved the cage a little closer Jack felt he knew what was wrong and told her to head back to the dormitory, watching her leave before turning his attention back to the front.

"Now – be warned!" Lockhart said looking around the room building up tension. "It is my job to arm you against the foulest creatures known to wizardkind! You may find yourselves facing your worst fears in this very room. Know only that no harm will come to while I am here."

"Doubt that..." Jack said under his breath, Harry and Ron nodding in agreement.

"All that I ask," Lockhart continued, looking around at his students "Is that you remain calm. I must ask you not to scream. It might provoke them!"

With that he pulled the cover off and as Jack had predicted a hoard of Pixies were inside, and judging by the amount of rude words they were yelling at Lockhart, they were not happy at the arrangements.

"Yes" Lockhart said dramatically smiling "Freshly Caught Cornish pixies!"

"Sir," Jack put up his hand "Sir going by how mad they seem, I don't think they're 'freshly caught'. A couple of days, perhaps but not 'Freshly caught'."

And as soon as Jack finished questioning the teacher, Seamus Finnegan let out a snort of laughter.

Ignoring Jack, Lockhart turned to Seamus.

"Yes?" he asked smiling.

"Well, they're not exactly dangerous are they?" he asked choking on his laughter.

"Don't be so sure..." Lockhart said proudly "Tricky little devils, they can be."

The Pixies were electric blue, about eight inches high with pointed faces and voices so shrill it was like listening to a load of buggies. When the cover was removed they tried getting out but the bars were too close together.

"Right then..." Lockhart said pulling out his wand and turning to the cage.

In the back Jack face-palmed "Please Manny don't let this idiot let those Pixies out in here."

"What was that?" Ron asked confused.

"Nothing," Jack said quickly "Just get under the desk as fast as you can, and pass the message on."

With his back to the students, Lockhart didn't notice one by one everyone was getting under their desks confusion and worry on their faces.

"Let's see what you make of them!" he said opening the cage letting the whole hoard zoom out and attack everything in sight.

Lockhart was looking around for his students but he only saw Jack at the back a mix of a smirk and a glare on his face.

"Come on now, round them up. Round them up, they're only pixies." Lockhart called out doing a useless spell to try and do it himself.

Rolling his eyes when he saw it didn't work, Jack formed a flute out of ice, jumped on top of his desk and blew a small tune.

As one the Pixies turned to Jack, their ears sticking up.

"Me saga Jack Frost of the cold cold trees (I am Jack Frost of the Winter Woods) Saga lookie big head (I'm looking for your leader)" Jack said to the crowd of pixies above and around him trying to pick the leader out.

One by the top of the skeleton of what Jack supposed was some sort of dragon, that just a bit bigger than the others came over, and looked Jack in the face, not trusting his word.

"Que cold cold kid here? (why winter child here?)" he asked when he was at last determined that this was really Jack.

Amazed by what was happening, everyone slowly came out from under their desks and stared at Jack, no one having any idea what was being said.

"Me saga job (that's my own business)." Jack said calmly knowing firsthand how tricky and game loving pixies can be "Me saga ask you go bye-bye (I request for you to leave)."

"Que jaga? (why should we?)" the Head-Pixie asked with the others nodding and shouting rather rude words in agreement "Fancy-pansy take jagas from cassa's beta qiznaks bye. Beta qiznaks! (that man stole us from our homes two weeks ago. Two weeks!)" H-P said getting nods from the others "So so jaga wreck fancy's cassa! (so we'll destroy his home!)"

The pixies cheer at this, which didn't really make anyone feel any better.

Their cheers sounded like thousands of nails on thousands of chalk boards.

When the noise was gone, Jack spoke up to all of them.

"If jaga go bye-bye, me saga wreck Fancy-pancy's cassa sai jaga. Crossy hearts. (if you leave I will destroy this place for you. I promise. )"

All eyes, pixie and human turned to H-P to see what his answer was.

Knowing how good Jack Frost is at wrecking things, the Head Pixie agrees and turns to leave with his hoard.

But before they shoot out of the window together he flew over to Lockhart and bit him on the nose and used his very, very sharp claws to make scratches on his face making the man cry out in pain.

After the last Pixie was gone, there was a moment of silence, everyone looking from Jack to Lockhart and back.

And then the questions poured out.

"How the Bloody Hell did you do that Jack?!" Ron asked eyes wide.

"Oh, Sir, are you alright?" one of the girls asked running over to Lockhart a couple of tissues in her hand.

"Jack! How could you just let that pixie do that to him?" another girl asked while the boys cheered him on.

"Where did you learn to speak Pixie?" Neville asked.

Jack answered his question the best he could.

"In order, I just asked them to leave, and they said they would as long as I trash this room for them," he said whispering the last bit so the teacher couldn't hear "So all those who wish to help me are welcome.

"I let the leader do that to him," Jack continued, using the flute as a pointer pointing it at Lockhart. "Because apparently he destroyed their home and kept them in that cage for two weeks. Seriously?"

A few gasps and glares were now shot at Lockhart who was feeling a bit uncomfortable laughing nervously.

"And finally I learnt Pixieish over in America," he said which was the truth "It always helps to know at least 2 other languages you know."

With that the bell rang, but everyone was still amazed and transfixed at what just happened and the answers Jack gave, no one but him, Harry and Ron, left all of them purposely leaving their books, rejecting them.

After a bit Hermione caught up with them just as Ron said.

"Can you believe him!"

"He just wants to give us some hands on experience," Hermione said trying to stand up for the idiot.

"Hands on?" Harry asked surprised "Hermione he didn't have a clue what he was doing."

"Don't try to deny the truth Curls," Jack said munching on an apple he had "You of all people should know it, what with you being 'The brightest witch of our age. I mean just going by his spell. 'Peskypikisi Pesternomi' it made no sense. Nothing would have happened except get the Pixies more mad because they don't like magic."

"Yeah and what with that stupid quiz he tried to make us do, I think I might ditch the next class." Ron said not caring about the glare or telling off he was getting from Hermione as they headed to their next class.