School Trip

It was a couple of days after the inspection and the Golden Trio had no idea how they managed it, but their Professors Kirkland, Bondevik and Popescu had all passed.
"Maybe they bribed her." Ron suggested as they walked to the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom.
"Honestly Ronald!" Hermione huffed. "They probably passed because they're really good teachers and they fulfil the Ministry requirements."
"Hahahahaha!"

The trio entered the classroom and were met with one of the shocking but yet funniest sights they have seen during their five years at Hogwarts.
Professor Bondevik and Professor Popescu were stood at the front of the class, Professor Bondevik looked like he always did, a slight look of annoyance was visible on his face, most likely because of his colleague. Professor Popescu had ditched his usual clothes of his trench cost and little top hat and was instead wearing a explorer coat and a pith helmet.
"Why hello class. Who's ready to fight for their lives?"

The Romanian teacher didn't get very far with his introduction before Professor Bondevik cut him off by strangling him with his own tie.
"I already do this with Mathias, do not make me do this with you."
"Any way." Professor Popescu coughed. "As I was saying. We're going on a field trip!"
"Vladimir came up with an idea to organise a school trip. And since he would not shut up about it." A glare was sent to the Romanian at this point. "We decided to actually organise it. Even though the Ministry didn't give us a lot of options on where to go."

"So with that let's go!" Professor Popescu shouted, an enormous smile on his face. "Single file line, follow me. March, march, march."
So that was how the Defence Against the Dark Arts students left the classroom to who knows where, the march being led by a very enthusiastic Professor Popescu and Professor Bondevik following behind with the rest of the class. The march continued down the corridors of Hogwarts until they stopped next to a familiar painting of a bowl of fruit.
"Professors?" Hermione asked when they stopped marching. "Are the Ministry not letting us go anywhere else, so we have to go on a school trip to the kitchens?"
"That pretty much sums it up, yeah."

Professor Popescu tickled the pear on the painting and then stepped inside the kitchen. "Here we are in the dwellings of the kitchen." The Romanian spoke in a narrators voice. "See the House Elves in their natural habitat."
The class stood in silence, watching the House Elves bustle around the kitchen. Until Draco spoke up that is. "Shouldn't we be learning about House Elves in Care of Magical Creatures?"
"Some people you just can't please." Professor Popescu huffed.
"As for the answer to your question Mr Malfoy." Professor Bondevik spoke. "Blame Vladimir.

"House Elves live to serve wizards and witches, they will be extremely loyal to whomever is pointed as their master and they will do whatever they ask..." Professor Bondevik paused. "Vladimir, just because they offer you food doesn't mean you have to take it."
The class turned to Professir Popescu who was surrounded by six House Elves, a piece of cake on the way to his mouth.
"But it tastes soooo good."
Professor Bondevik sighed but just decided to ignore the other teacher (which, now that Harry thought about it, he did a lot) and continue speaking. "What was I saying, yes. A house elf will do whatever their master will tell them to. House Elves can only be set free if their master presents them with clothes. Vladimir, please stop eating cake."

"Professor?" Hermione held up her hand. "Do you believe that House Elves are being mistreated as slaves?"
"Not this again Hermione." Ron moaned.
"I believe that the treatment of House Elves depends on who their master is. As I said earlier, House Elves live to serve wizards and witches. what they do can not be classed as slavery." Professor Bondevik answered.
"But Professor," Hermione started.
"Just a minute Miss Granger. Vladimir! If you do not stop eating I will get them to put garlic in your food."

"You wouldn't!" Professor Popescu gasped. The seriousness of the situation was forgotten though when Harry noticed the cream on the Romanian's cheek.
"What's so bad about him eating garlic." Ron asked.
"He's... allergic."
"Your allergic to garlic?" Hermione asked, a look of puzzle on her face.
"What?! It's a very serious problem that more people should be aware of!" Professor Popescu pouted.
"Well now that we know more about both House Elves and Vladimir's diet habits. I believe this is a good time to end the class. We'll see you all next week."

Hope you all enjoyed this chapter, I think the ending isn't the best but I couldn't think of any other way so there you go. I do have some ideas for new chapters, especially a Halloween special so hopefully that's coming soon (if you want any special guests let me know).
Romania's outfit and "Why hello class. Who's ready to fight for their lives?" Comes from Bartholomew Oobleck from RWBY. If anyone knows what I'm talking about let me know. I love RWBY!