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Hey, guys! If you want to hear our excuses, go to our other story, 'The Academy,' 'cause I'm not writing that out again. But anyway, the next chapter's here, so you can't complain.

So, we decided to keep this chapter short and sweet because of a project that we have due in a few days. Don't worry, though; our next chapter will be of a normal size. There are a few extra POV changes, so some people might get confused.

Thalia POV:

The students slowly began to walk towards the signing sheet one by one. I imagined what the signing process would look like if the students were replaced by the Hunters: my girls would probably be fighting over who could sign first. Anything to stop the bad guy.

We moved to the Room of Requirement, where we set up camp. The room became spacious and ideal for dueling. We all stared in awe at the extensive book collection and practice areas. They even added a bathroom! Wow, these wizards think of everything. Oh, wait- that's a chamber pot. Old fashioned coots.

Hermione called us all to the front of the room.

"Listen. Us three," She gestures to herself and her friends, "Are on Umbridge's blacklist. She hates us. Getting around her is going to be difficult. We need something we can fight back with. We need to distract her. Any ideas?"

I raise my hand.

Harry POV:

The plan was in motion. Hermione and her band of Muggleborns along with the demigods were setting up the big grandiose plan (Which involved a camcorder in a really bad place). I however, was in charge of getting Fred and George to where they have to be.

It was three A.M. and we were walking down the corridor that led to the Defense Against the Dark Arts room. Carefully, I turned the handle on the door, motioning the guys inside. They carried a large box between them, carefully lifting it into the toad's den.

The box shook a little, and the two freckled redheads smiled like fools.

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The next morning, we all stood in a huddle by her door.

A shriek protruded from the office, and we tried to stifle our laughs. All of us hid

under any available surface. The toad came running out in a bathrobe. A puppy was chasing her down the

hall. Success! Of course a cat lover like toady would have a phobia of dogs!

We motioned for Hermione and Dean to go. They climbed to the top of the stairs,

sneaking inside. I followed them. We had roughly five minutes.

"Dean," I started, "Are you sure we're going to get anything with this tape?"

"Of course. The plan is foolproof. Right, Hermione?"

Hermione only smiled as she placed the camera behind a painting of a cat, in a place where the toad couldn't see. Hermione climbed up onto her desk, placing the spare microphones around the room. She took some more cameras and scattered them.

Annabeth was able to get them to be the size of a pinky finger. We conjured up an external power force to hook them up to, just to make it authentic.

A pounding was heard at the door, a high voice cussing soon after. We froze.

Quickly, we dived under anything that would conceal us. I curled up under the desk just as the toad walked in.

Guess where I was stuck for the next hour and a half.

You guessed it.

Luna POV:

Nargles were taking my shoes.

I was convinced of it.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

We were planning to have this up last month, I swear! Don't kill us! I was too busy with schoolwork to edit, and my mom has become stricter with bedtime.

An explanation of this chapter: the wizards and demigods decided to use a non-magic prank because Thalia, a non-magical person, came up with the idea.

Anyway, Jack Frost decided to bring us a white Christmas Eve this year (I am currently obsessed with Rise of the Guardians).

So, this chapter was pretty short. I promise that next chapter will be much longer!

-Duck 1

RANDOM STORY OF THE DAY:

This is Duck 2, and I just wanted to write a little about my cross country team.

This year we became state champions for the second time in the history of our school. We are among the most decorated cross country team our school has ever had. I'm a freshman, so this was my first year on the team. The time I spent with my team changed my life. This year I got a second mom and fourteen new sisters.

What makes this accomplishment so significant is that my coach was able to turn losers into winners, humans into gods, and strangers into family. She led us into an undefeated season, making us our schools best sports team.

I was supposed to swim this season but I decided to run indoor track instead. I couldn't bear the thought of losing them.

Girls, you ran when you were sick, when you were tired, when you were hurt. You let nothing stop you from achieving your goals and I look up and admire every single one of you.

Seniors, I hope you run to your dreams. You will be missed.

I'm crying when I'm writing this, but they're tears of pride.

I love you all.

-Duck 2.

Wow, that was deep. An icebreaker: when I visited Scotland last year, a lamb saw its mom peeing, so it rammed into the mom's udder and then started wrestling with its sibling for milk. Yup.

-Duck 1